I love Sunday School! And so do my kids. Each Sunday when we go to pick them up, they have stories to tell and Bible verses to share. ”Do you know about the lady with the crooked back?” was the first thing out of Faith’s mouth this past Sunday. ”Jesus made her straight.”
I smiled knowing my little girl was being steeped in the Word of God. This Sunday Faith planted a seed. I believe it was a lima bean. She had a little cup decorated with all sorts of stickers and her name. ”I put three in there,” she told me excitedly, “You have to put it in the window.” We came home and selected just the right spot for three little seeds to grow.
After Faith’s Sunday nap, she came bounding down the stairs. She ran to the seeds and on her tippy toes took the cup down from its “growing spot.” With expectant eyes, she peered over the top of the cup. ”Why is there not a plant?” she asked.
“Well,” I explained, “We have to water it and give it time to grow. These things take time.” It didn’t matter what I said. Each day she has believed that any period of her absence from these plants might have made them grow. She checks them all day long.
I chuckle as I watch her but know I am the same way. There are people in my life in which I plant the seeds of Christ. Each time I see or hear from them, I am peering anxiously into their cup to see if there is any growth. Often times, I am discouraged and impatient when I can’t see a thing.
Yesterday, Faith went to spend the night at my parent’s house. In her absence, I watered her little seed and went to place it back in the “growing spot.” But as I placed it back, I saw something through the side of the clear cup. Way down under the soil, the little white lima bean seed had sprouted, and although there was no visible sign of the growth above the soil, there was growth beneath the surface.
And it gave me hope.
The seeds that I have planted may be growing under the surface. I was reminded of the words of Paul:
I planted the seed, Apollos watered it, but God made it grow. 1 Corinthians 3:6 NIV
So, until I see the sprouts, friends, I will continue to peer expectantly over the side, patiently waiting.