23 Jesus answered them, “The hour has come for the Son of Man to be glorified. 24 Very truly, I tell you, unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains just a single grain; but if it dies, it bears much fruit. 25 Those who love their life lose it, and those who hate their life in this world will keep it for eternal life.
I’m taking a break from Colossians tonight to reflect on part of the Lectionary Gospel reading for today. It made an impression on me last night in our Muncie Restoration Community worship gathering. Unless a grain of wheat dies and gets buried, all it will ever be is one grain of wheat. It takes a bunch of individual grains to really make anything.
But if it dies, and is buried… it will germinate and bear much fruit. When you think about it, when that seed germinates and starts growing, the growth breaks the original seed apart and it eventually becomes unrecognizable. The seed ends up being destroyed, in a way. But oh, the growth and multiplication that happens through the death of that one seed!
See, I think in the church and in our lives, we like our little grain of wheat. It’s precious to us. It’s a miracle. Get enough of them together and you can really do something. So protect it. Shield it. Put it in a display case and admire it for the wonderful creation it is. See my wonderful piece of wheat?
It never seems to dawn on us that perhaps that grain of wheat could be an offering of trust to the Lord. If we would… if we would give it to the Lord to crucify it with him, I wonder what might happen. It might be multiplied a hundred times over. I think it’s time we let the seed… whatever it is… die. Let it fall to the ground so it can have a shot at fulfilling its intended purpose. Let it go. It’s not really yours or mine to begin with.