Seed Poem by Drew Engman

I have this really firm suspicion
That I'm not all that I could be,
And I'm not all full of ambitions
To get that much more out of me.

But I've been told a little secret,
And I believe that it's the truth:
The more I strive to fight and keep it
The less I have to show to you.

It's not in me, or how strong I am,
It's not how smart I am in my plans,
It's not something to grasp in my hands,
It's not my life to keep or demand.

It's something greater than the world
That came from Heaven like a pearl
Of great price that wise men still seek.
Some called Him the Prince of Peace.

But what a peace at what a price!
It cost him heaven and cost him life.
Now that atoning sacrifice
Gives grace enough to turn wrong right.

And I need to be turned.
Accepted and not spurned.
Oh God, don't leave me here just so,
Allow your love in me to grow,
Then reap what you have sown.