Planting – A Poem About Using Your Talents and Gifts For God

Planting

These seeds I sow, 
I know not whether they'll grow
or remain dormant
without ever seeing the light of day.

Whether they'll wither and die
or if they'll take root and thrive
matters little; I am a planter - 
I leave the harvesting to You.

I keep my heart open to the wind
on whose instructions I depend
to know which grounds You ordain 
for the work of my hands.

These seeds I sow - 
I know not whether they'll grow.
But the crop is Yours to use
whether large or small. 

Justin Farley