Seedlings Poem by Rebecca Navarre

The heavenly Father is at work in
you, whether or not you believe it's
true. There's the birth of his son, there's
atheist's, there's evolution, the big bang,
there's faithful devotion, it's all in God's
name. We may wrestle in heart, but one
day see how much he's a part. From beginning
to end, his love has always been. From when
we close our eye's at night, till the early morning
light, we are always within his sight. For the good
of life, for the good of him. One day this realization
he'll bring. In our hearts he is the seed, he is the
stem, in which he cultivates and tends.