Seed of Wheat

Separated from its stalk, a wheat seed is freed to become; to fulfill; to meet itsdestiny.
Falling headlong to the ground from its place in the head, it finds its place of service.
Burial, an act of death, is the first stage of new life.
Water-saturated, it is transformed from seed to plant.
Dying, it pours its life into growth and reproduction, becoming many.
Losing its identity when joined with thousands just like it and ground to a fine powder, it is flour.
Flour, stirred together with water, salt, sugar and yeast it transforms into dough.
Kneaded and beaten it achieves a uniform consistency.
Heated far beyond its endurance, it becomes bread.
Sliced or torn, it is eaten.
Chewed, crushed into its constituents; into protein, carbohydrates, sugars, vitamins and minerals, it is digested.
Yielding itself to absorption, losing its final identity, it contributes to life, to wholeness and health.

He did it all; He does it all—He is The Seed, The Grain-of-Wheat that fell into the ground, died and rose again to become the Bread of Life. Born in House-of-bread, Israel, He is our loaf, one whole loaf, broken for many; one loaf in us all, joining us together, infusing us with that Divine Bread which is life and health and strength-ultimate nutrition, the God who became Manna.

We, the Body, are what we eat, or, more correctly, are who we eat. He, dissolved into our spirit, nourishes and sustains and we become like Him, life giving, self-sacrificing seeds, willing to be crushed in service to those around us, imparting His Divine Life through spiritual osmosis.

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