Acorn Awakening

 

 

“Unless a kernel of wheat falls to the ground and dies, it remains a single seed. But if it dies, produces many seeds. The man who loves his life will lose it, while the man who hates his life in this world will keep it for eternal life” John 12:24-25 (NIV). It is not until we die to ourselves that we can truly live for Jesus. Think about beautiful oak trees. They are so sturdy, strong, and steadfast. The oak is a beacon of hope, providing shade, comfort, and stability. But first, that tree was an acorn; a tiny insignificant acorn.

I went outside and my yard was covered in acorns.  Years from now, no one will remember the acorns who simply rolled around on the grass. The only acorns that will be remembered are the ones that have…died.

The same is true with us.  It is not until we allow our dreams to be buried that God can truly use us.

Deep, deep

Darker darker

Why was I going so deep?

Beyond what I loved so dear?

What was the use of this surrender

Away from all I wanted near?

My acorn friends on the surface were rolling gleefully

Playing games and singing songs

That I would never sing.

I didn’t seem fair that I’d have to die

Buried beneath the grassy carpet

Beneath the hopeful  sky.

 

Years passed.

One day I broke above the surface.

I began to stand tall

Growing

Growing

Into

A mighty Oak.

Standing above them all.

 

I looked around.

Where were all my acorn friends

That had been rolling on the ground?

I asked my dear friend Maple

Who replied with a sigh,

They rolled away in the dust

Because they were not willing to die.

Wow, I pondered within my soul

Because I was a broken acorn

Now I am whole.

Because I was buried

Now I can breathe life.

I looked around

amazed that I could see things greater than before.

My perspective had widened

Since I’d been an acorn on the floor.

I realized that first I must die

Before I will see

And understand

Why.

 

 

 

Picture taken from Pixaby.com