When my oldest son was young, he liked to help me decorate our front door for his October birthday with a bunch of Indian corn tied with a pretty ribbon.
I now live in Indiana, where almost half of the farmland is planted in corn.
When I consider all the potential that God put into a simple kernel of corn, I know we can trust Him to multiply the seeds of kindness we plant and they will bear fruit for years to come.
Sow with a view to righteousness. Reap in accordance with kindness. Break up your fallow ground, for it is time to seek the Lord until He comes to rain righteousness on you.
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