What's in Your Seed Sack?

Do you have seeds left in your sack? I do. I confess I’ve been hoarding seeds the last couple of years…or maybe my whole life? That’s how you live when in survival mode or coping with trauma…. you hold on… you hoard…. you can’t face another loss you just can’t bury another thing

However Jesus teaches in John 12:24

“A single grain of wheat will never be more than a single grain of wheat unless it drops into the ground and dies. Because then it sprouts and produces a great harvest of wheat—all because one grain died.”

So seeds hoarded - or saved for a different time or purpose - can NOT produce a harvest.

The next thing Jesus says cuts deep:

“The person who loves his life and pampers himself will miss true life!”

Seeds hold life. So when I refuse to plant them - to let them go - to release what they mean to me in my hand - to bury them - in essence to sentence them to death - I cannot receive the life they have for me.

Let me share some of the seeds in my pack:

Hopes Dreams Expectations of my self Expectation of others Vision Purpose Place Belonging Words of Life spoken over me Gifts of service Anointing Writings Songs Words of Wisdom and Encouragement Messages of Hope

AND also:

Hurt Trauma Betrayal Words of Death spoken over me Shame Guilt

So why have I held onto the good seed? Why haven’t I let them go into the world?

I have shared some - but not all…. I have given some - but not all….

Because of fear - fear of lack - fear of judgement - fear of rejection - fear of failure - fear

Fear doesn’t rule my life but it’s voice still does have influence some days - with some people - in some circumstances

Hey I’m just being honest - I don’t believe anyone has fear completely eradicated from their subconscious ….. not in this earthen vessel!

But why haven’t I buried the bad stuff? Am I living in unforgiveness? Am I bitter? Resentful? Holding onto offence?

No - not all the time - but I have my moments

Some of these are 1 tiny seed stuck in between the stitching of my sack….I thought they were all buried. I thought they were released. But, again, I’m being honest here

I am only human!

However, when I find one of these unpleasant seeds of my past I am usually quick to find a place to punch it into the dirt and walk away because I know and have experienced the GREAT EXCHANGE!

When I bury grief, loss, hurt, betrayal - all the reasons for sorrow and mourning I reap JOY and GLADNESS and I will be COMFORTED.

So today - this last day of 2021 I am turning my seed sack inside out and upside down. I am examining every part. I don’t want to carry one single seed - good or bad - into 2022. I want them all buried - and buried deep.

I will wait - for the rain of mercy and grace to penetrate the soil and do the work only they can do.

I will wait - for the Sun of Righteousness to shine it’s life giving rays deep into the dark chamber of loss and death - where only it can break off the husk and release life.

I will wait - and I will know it’s only God who redeems my soul - hopes - dreams - vision - purpose - place - position - gifts - talents - anointing - songs - messages - My LIFE from the tomb.

I pray that you all will empty the seed sacks and though we may sow our seeds with tears - letting go of all good and bad and accomplished and stolen and lost and found and life and death - that we know the harvest will be reaped in everlasting joy.

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