Seed of My Heart began as a short story with the sole purpose to maintain communication with my eldest granddaughter, Madeline. I would write a few paragraphs every week, and, as I did, something happened. What began as a carefree story about the summer adventures of an old man and his grandniece sprouted into a deeper revelation about the richness of a life lived in ordinary obscurity.
The life of the main character, a single man of many years, and his borrowed, beloved family became an opportunity to reveal the power working through us when God's planted seeds become watered by the Holy Spirit.
It is a story that I hope sheds light on the human misadventure, with all its folly and heartbreak, but with a spirit that is renewed in the dark of night by a whisper in the heart. The story provides an example of the rich blessings produced by a walk with the Lord-just a ministry of one seemingly missing in the dust of days gone by, a single old man treading faithfully into the inevitable sunset.
In the end, the old, weathered soul, winnowed through years of harsh wind and hard living, now finds himself on a majestic mountain for a final time. He is there with a small band of sheep, three dogs, a horse, and an aging eagle. The adventure of his final summer and of his last days on the mountain finds completion in a place of amazing grace.
