Seeds of Hope

 “Somewhere a seed just cracked open underground, completely certain that light exists.” – The Tiny Joy Project

Prophets, poets, and lyricists have written about hope since the day a great hope was first dashed in the Garden of Eden. A piece of fruit that appeared by the very breath of God’s Word snowballed us into a world where we would need hope. 

After the Serpent’s deception, God gave both a curse and a promise:

“And I will put enmity between you and the woman, 
And between your seed and her seed; 
He shall bruise you on the head, 
And you shall bruise him on the heel.” 
(Genesis 3:15 NASB)

That first fruit did not grow from a seed, but in His wisdom, the Creator implanted in every living thing, a seed. A seed that would look for the Light.

And every generation from Adam onwards sought to understand—who would this Savior be? Who would come to crush evil on its head? Where would he come from? How would we know?

Luke was well aware of this when he sat down to pen his Gospel account. I think we skim over the first few verses of his introduction, but today I was struck by them:

“Since many have undertaken to compile an account of the things accomplished among us, just as they were handed down to us by those who from the beginning were eyewitnesses and servants of the word, it seemed fitting to me as well, having investigated everything carefully from the beginning, to write it out for you in an orderly sequence, most excellent Theophilus; so that you may know the exact truth about the things you have been taught.”
(Luke 1:1-4 NASB)

In other words, “I have done the work for you, it’s all here for you to read. Pay attention!”

It’s no mistake that seeds are an image of hope; that we measure hope from conception to birth; that the Savior’s origin story begins as a seed, breathed into life by God Himself.