Seeds
Seeds
By
Tom Wright
9/17/98
With each spring,
comes the planting of seeds.
It is not fortuitous
that the earth gives forth plants.
By expecting, we,
whether consciously or not,
exercise our faith in, God.
Like the seed,
man too must die,
In order to rise again
in, Christ.
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