The Mustard Seed

The mustard seed – the smallest of seeds
Yet when full grown, it is the largest of plants.
The primeval particle – seemingly inconsequential
Yet with the Big Bang, it gives birth to the entire cosmos.

A humble maiden gives birth to a child in even humbler surroundings
Yet this child in the manger is the Savior of the universe.
He gathers ordinary folks like fishermen and tax-collectors
Yet this band of simple folks will work to change the world.

Christ did not go to magi or priests or kings to do his work
Yet He has accomplished more than any or all of these people have done.
He did not come as a conquering general to subdue people
Yet, more knees have bent before him than any or all generals before Him.

He taught those who would be first to be last.
He came seeking not fortune, power nor fame.
He sought our the least, the last and the lost.
He showed how death is not the end but indeed a new beginning.

I grew up an ordinary boy from a small town.
Yet he has brought me to places and positions I have never imagined.
I have no noble pedigree nor am I blue-blooded
Yet, He has my name written in the palm of His hand.

I need to signs to tell me how great things can come from something small.
I need no miracles to show me the inconsequential becoming substantial.
I only need to realize I am here – alive
And that someone great truly holds me dear.

You have forgotten God who gave you birth.

Jesus proposed a parable to the crowds.
“The Kingdom of heaven is like a mustard seed
that a person took and sowed in a field.
It is the smallest of all the seeds,
yet when full-grown it is the largest of plants.
It becomes a large bush,
and the ‘birds of the sky come and dwell in its branches.’”
Matthew 13:31–32

This entry was posted in Character, Faith, Presence and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s