Before The Tree and the Fruit... (or, It May Seem Small in the Planting)

One choice may seem so small, for good or bad,but small things amassed become something much bigger;grains of sand make a shore,drops of water an ocean,moments, a lifetime.Choice, repeated becomes a habit!Our 'habits' become our lives... Day by day,verse by verse, chapter by chapter we read through the Bibleand are spoken to and taught by God, or not!Prayer by prayer we learn to worship Him and trust Him a little more, or not... What are we going to do Today, with our pocket full of moment-seedsdropping from the Hand of goodness and mercyto the soil of the soul?(Where, even in reaping, we are planting!) I'm about to head out to plant some marigold among the tomatoes,in hopes of deterring tomato worms! 1 Cor. 1:4-9I thank my God always concerning you for the grace of God which was given to you by Christ Jesus, 5 that you were enriched in everything by Him in all []utterance and all knowledge, 6 even as the testimony of Christ was confirmed []in you, 7 so that you come short in no gift, eagerly waiting for the revelation of our Lord Jesus Christ, 8 who will also confirm you to the end, that you may be blameless in the day of our Lord Jesus Christ. 9 God is faithful, by whom you were called into the fellowship of His Son, Jesus Christ our Lord. Isn't verse 9 an awesome verse to begin a new week on?To remind us It may seem minute, the measure of a moment, thought or seedBut the value of life’s treasure is measured by word and deedWhere Choice bears a holy onus in each little ‘yes’ or ‘no’Where no one can trick the promise that It may seem inconsequential; as, partakers of God’s graceWe, oft thoughtlessly unthankful, give the Giver second placeNot with preconceived intention but, as bridles are cut looseWithout forceful intervention interfering with excuse It may seem so small, where choices gape with opportunityBe careful, for Reply voices far more than first glance may seeAnd no matter how we defend lack of honor with excuseThe fruit of seed cannot pretend; what we plant, seed will produce It may seem so very common; left foot, right foot, slumber, wakeSometimes we forget that Someone grants each gifted breath we takeSometimes, then we are not prayerful, humble and obedientSometimes then, we are not careful with the seeds God’s goodness lent It may not seem very dire, crucial or imperativeWhat or who attunes desire, what we choose to keep or giveWho we worship in the granting of love and longing’s pursuitIt may seem small in the planting, before the tree and the fruit © Janet Martin