Sowing seeds

Some of our girls came over the other night and helped us plant some herbs to grow in our kitchen nook. And they inspired me to write this poem... (Note: A good sign that my soul is happy is when I start writing poems again - thank you, Jesus!) 

She holds out a hand to receive seeds,
Such tiny seeds, like cookie crumbs or grains of sand.
Before she pours them in the soil,
She pauses and stares, and can't help but wonder...
Can something so small become something great?

She sprinkles them in a spoonful of earth,
Such dark earth, like rich powdered cocoa or grounds of coffee.
As the seeds settle, they disappear,
She cannot take them back or control their fate...
Can something so small become something great?

She pours a little water over the plots,
Such joyful plots, like Christmas packages or pockets of pennies.
With sunshine through a window and a regular drink,
She cares for that which transforms unseen...
Can something so small become something great?

She waits and in a few days she sees green,
Such beautiful green, like living hope or reassurances of promise.
And daily it grows stronger and sweeter,
She aniticipates a wonderful harvest of good things...
For something so small can become something great!

Thanks to the Father, who transforms his seeds into great things that bring honor and glory to him.