Monday, February 10, 2014

The Sweeping Sweep of Years

The sweeping sweep of years will yield
The seeds we’re planting in its field
Though hidden deep, still it will grow
This is the way of seeds, you know

And though the hour disappears
Lost in the sweeping sweep of years
When first we dropped it underfoot
Eventually it will bear fruit

Someday will spill the telling yield
Of seeds we’re planting in its field
The sweeping sweep of years will prove
At harvest-time the God we love

Planter and reaper both are we
A weed can never be a tree
Consider well these minute spheres
Lost to the sweeping sweep of years

© Janet Martin

 Do not be deceived: God cannot be mocked. A man reaps what he sows. Gal.6:7


  1. The rhyme and the "sweeping sweep" repetition really make this piece sing.

  2. Thank-you. I didn't draw into the picture something my Sunday School class and I were discussing how God forgives those seeds that drift; its just... action bears consequence still. I told them if I decide to eat the whole cake I can be sorry and forgiven but it won't make me un-eat the cake; I will still feel sick etc:)

  3. How beautiful. This was very good and I enjoyed reading the comments, too! I'm visiting from Vee's today! Hugs!


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