Seeds and Dreams

Everything produces seed after its kind.

The bird sleeps in the egg and the egg is birthed within the bird.

And the seed determines the fruit.

The oak tree sleeps in the acorn.

If I am alive, I produce seed after my own kind.

My life sleeps in my dream.

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I choose to dream big. I am going to let my dreams soar and take over my life. For my fruit is in the seed, and the seed determines my fruit. My life is etched within my dreams.

Dream on with me.

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19 comments

  1. Barbara, you’ve done it again…issuing a call to action. This, “I choose to dream big. I am going to let my dreams soar and take over my life. For my fruit is in the seed, and the seed determines my fruit. My life is etched within my dreams…” is going on my vision board.
    Thank you, sister pot. Bless you.

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  2. Oh, I pray that the seed of His Life our Father God has planted in my heart would grow into a life filled with His love to overflow towards others.
    Thank you.
    Mia

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  3. Seed is important to me. The Nov. 17th weekend I was in Chicago with my Christian Bhutanese who had asked me to drive them there [AWFUL dealing with those roads up there!!] and, in spite of everything else, I know the Lord used me to plant godly seed into the hearts of their family friends that we were visiting who are Hindus. My B. “kids” had spoken to their family/friends, of course, over time, but I was the blessed and blessing lady who had taken the time to drive them up and they greatly appreciated me. SO, I think the Lord used me to be a seed planter, and when they turn to the Lord when the “flowers” have begun to grow, I’ll be a wildly rejoicing Christian Cookie. [BTW, it’s a 10-hour drive/side visit both ways and a total of 1,000 miles. But God let me know I was to do it, so I can trust him. I had just arrived a few days earlier from a 5,000 miles/3 week stretch to the Northwest. Had no expectation that I would be driving again and then this was dropped in. Sorry to yammer so much, but you touched my heart, so you got forced into my life today.]

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    • wow… I love that you share your life with me, Joanne. Thank you. You are such a servant in heart, and that is why God can ask you to do “crazy” things. From the bottom of my heart, thank you for yielding to Him! You stir me on today. And every time you write!

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  4. So beautiful! 🙂 Thank you for sharing the simplicity of this important message, and for linking up at Simply Helping Him last week! Blessings!

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