Small Seeds

God has a neat way,
of meeting our needs.
Through each moment in time,
by planting small seeds.

Though years may go by,
and dark winters set in.
When Gods timing is right,
He makes springtime begin.

The sun shines its light,
and the rain gets poured out.
Hard ground becomes softened,
and seeds start to sprout.

These sprouts might be trod on,
or bent as the wind blows.
Yet through all of these trials,
they somehow still grow.

The sprouts that you see,
have roots deep in the ground.
They drink water of life,
that help them stay sound.

Let's give God the glory,
for making seeds grow.
And ask for His blessing,
on the hands that did sow.

This poem was a finalist in the October 2015 poetry contest