For Centuries kids have cooled off in my shade and climbed my limbs; I've been a home to blue birds, I protect them from the wind; and if you want the world to see your heart, carve it into me. But in the hands of a carpenter, I am so much more -- I frame the memories on your wall, I swing on your front porch. And there’s that table built with love … I bring together families. So don't tell me you’re too small to do amazing things ... I was just a seed. I'm proud to hold you as you rock your little ones to sleep, and be that cross around your neck to show in Whom you believe. They drape a flag upon me when a soldier is laid to rest …you can cut me down, take my life, that’s when I'm at my best! A little grain of faith is all you need. I was just a seed.
Genesis 1:12 - “And the earth brought forth grass, and herb yielding seed after his kind, and the tree yielding fruit, whose seed was in itself, after his kind: and God saw that it was good.” Matthew 13:31-32 – “Another parable put he forth unto them, saying, The kingdom of heaven is like to a grain of mustard seed, which a man took, and sowed in his field: 32 Which indeed is the least of all seeds: but when it is grown, it is the greatest among herbs, and becometh a tree, so that the birds of the air come and lodge in the branches thereof.”