Small colourful packets bring magic and joy to an otherwise dull February day transporting me to warm afternoons spent toiling under the sun. Each packet holds small pearls of hope.
The shrivelled up peas, tiny radish seeds and the sprinkling of promised lettuce looks insignificant to anyone who has never coaxed life from a garden. But, to those who know of its lure, these packets harken to autumn pleasures of full fruit cellars, preserves and hanging herbs. These tiny gems are deceptive in their power, tenacity and transformation.
Lent is a “seedy” season; a season of great transformation. We deliberately turn inward to examine our personal relationship with God all the while moving steadily toward a crucified death. And, like a seed planted in the dark soil, the darkness cannot stop life from emerging. Similarly, this Lenten journey brings us to a resurrection that teaches death does not have the final word.
So, yes, Lent is the perfect time for the seeds to arrive! As Jesus taught, “The kingdom of heaven is like a mustard seed, which a man took and planted in his field. Though it is the smallest of all your seeds, yet when it grows, it is the largest of garden plants and becomes a tree, so that the birds of the air come and perch in its branches.”
May we all have a “Seedy” Lent that transforms these darken winter days to days of spring flowers, bird song and joyful celebration.