Sunday Poem ~ A Pack of Seeds

I bought myself a pack of seeds,
To grace my garden fair,
And stuck them in my pocket.
For months they waited there.

And when the time had come to see
The flower’s lovely face,
I thought it strange that only weeds
Were growing in the place.

I bought the seed; I know I did;
I even paid the price;
But still I don’t have flowers
To make my garden nice.

How foolish then, oh Christian man,
God’s Word, you have indeed.
You carry it or hide it
But do not plant the seed.

No fruit there grows in garden fair,
Unless the seed you sow.
For you the Word of God must plant.
Then God will make it grow.

by Charles G. Ramsey

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