“He told them another parable: ‘The kingdom of heaven is like a mustard seed, which a man took and planted in his field. Though it is the smallest of all seeds, yet when it grows, it is the largest of garden plants and becomes a tree, so that the birds come and perch in its branches’” (Matthew 13:31-32).
My friend P.J. has a Mexican sunflower plant. She planted it with her boys as part of a homeschool project. It was just a bitty thing then–pretty, but bitty.
The other day she texted me that she was taking photos of her plant. She had to go up to the second floor balcony to do it.
Yeah. They’re that big now.
I have no doubt that the loving heart of the one who planted them is what has made this possible. That, plenty of time in the sun, and plenty of time–period.
Sometimes I feel like a small seed. The darkness that is chronic illness has covered me over and often feels suffocating. The downpour of pain drenches and soaks. I seem to be splitting from the loss and confusion and frustration that disability creates.
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