The other morning I woke up with seeds on my mind. I rarely remember my dreams. There are times that I wake up knowing but I had a dream and that it was significant. But rarely do I remember the dream in its entirity. Sometimes I will remember little details of the dreams. Like these seeds.
There are times that what I remember perplexes me. Then there are other times when it is so obvious to me. The meaning. My eyes are wide open. I am awake. And that is exactly what happened with this dream. I remember in this dream seeing so many seeds. They were scattered all about.
The haphazard way and seeds for scattered about reminded me of my first experience gardening with my children. Some of the seeds actually make it Underground are not fully buried. And some you can tell we’re just tossed onto the soil.
For whatever reason initially this vision in my dream truly did baffle me. Perhaps I haven’t had enough coffee just yet. Regardless I soon forgot about the seeds that I saw but we’re all scattered about.
But then later that afternoon my son and I we’re having a bit of a disagreement. You see he and I are very much like oil and water. There’s a constant struggle between the two of us.
If he stormed off to go sit in his room those scenes came to mind once again. I so clearly understood at that very moment and I feel silly admitting it because it’s so simple. It’s so obvious. If we are being intentional.
Everything that we do with our children every moment of every day. Every word we speak every show that we watch both that we read. It all plants a seed. This is pretty obvious right? We all know but we need to be mindful of what goes in because once it goes in it cannot be taken away. It’s there forever.
I sometimes take comfort in the fact that my oldest son has been in the church since he was a baby. It’s what he knows. It’s the way things are. The way they always have been for him.
And then we will have some conversation that reminds me that we can be in the church and not be the church. We can sit and listen to sermons and read our Bibles and pray everyday and yet still be so far from our God.
When that heart becomes hard and there is a stubborn and rebellious Spirit about ourselves or our children is this not perhaps a sign that a seed has not truly been planted? Perhaps this is our opportunity to stop and take the time to care for that seed just a bit more.
I am by far not a Master Gardener butt I do understand that there are times but we need to go out and care for her garden. We need to look for those weeds and when we see you them we need to pull them out. Roots and all. We need to water them and if we do see those seeds popping up perhaps we ought to take the time to carefully and gently cover them up so that they can grow and become strong.
It’s so easy sometimes to take for granted our ability to train our children up at home and in the church. It’s so easy to see home education as the solution. To see our children being raised in the church as all they need. Yet we have to stay awake and alert to the reality that just being there does it make it something that is truly our own. Each one of us needs our own experience. Each one of us needs to claim this truth for ourselves.
We have to understand it is for us. There is no good that comes from spending all of our life going through the motions. If we do not truly understand why we dress the way we do and why we worship as we do what does it matter?
We need to call for the desire for truth within the inward parts of our children. They need to see that we do more then just attend a service once or twice a week. And we need to help them to find their own reason for the hope within them.
These seeds will not grow unless they are properly cared for. In the same way we can teach our children the stories and sing the songs and we can lead them in worship and prayer every day but if they never claim it for themselves and if they never understand why all of this matters so much we have lost them. The seeds will never grow and the fruit will never be born.
We are called to be fruitful and multiply. That is pretty serious. It isn’t a recommendation but a command. It is a command for us to live and speak boldly the word of God. To live fully surrendered a life for God. And if we want to be fruitful and if we want to multiply those lives that live for Jesus.
Let us remember that we shall be known by our fruits.