We all learned in 3rd grade about a big word, "germination." Germination is the process by which a seed becomes a plant. I think we did a project with a popcorn kernal, paper towel and a Styrofoam cup. I remember running to the window sill to check the progress of my seed each morning when I got to school. I think after a week of excitement I forgot about my seed. It just was taking so stinkin' long for anything to happen.
And then the day came when the seed started to sprout. Oh what a day! My excitement grew and all of a sudden something that I had forgotten about became the greatest thing on the planet once again. I wonder if that is how Abraham felt when God told him he was going to have a son. I wonder if he ever just set aside the "seed" and lived life as usual. We know Sarah didn't forget about having a son. Not that you could forget a desire like that, but waiting has a way of making us lose hope of ever seeing action, growth, change or fulfillment.
Today, by faith, I am planting a seed. My love for writing has been stirring once again in my heart. I started this blog with the hopes that maybe God could use my love for writing to touch someone else. God gave me this verse several times a couple years ago. And here I am. Not even close to an Olive Tree, but with hopes of becoming what God declared me to be "thriving" in his house!
