When we are faced with doing something difficult, it can help if we remind ourselves what good will come of it. That’s what got me to the gym this morning, and keeps me eating healthfully most of the time. But those are pretty superficial examples.
How about a parent who works a couple of jobs to ensure college money for her children? That outcome is a long way off, and yet worth the sacrifice. Or “altruistic organ donors” like the Connecticut woman who recently offered a kidney to anyone who was a match, kicking off a round robin of surgeries in which four couples who were not matches for each other donated kidneys to other spouses, resulting in four kidney transplants and eight surgeries in one day.
In this gospel passage, we see Jesus confront his upcoming passion and death, and remind himself why he had so much pain and loss ahead. “The hour has come for the Son of Man to be glorified. Very truly, I tell you, unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains just a single grain; but if it dies, it bears much fruit.”
In the natural world, whether in our gardens or in our bodies, growth does not happen without death. New skin grows as old cells die and are sloughed off. Chicks can’t hatch unless the egg breaks. Babies aren’t born without trauma to the mother’s body. Butterflies need to demolish their cocoons. And yes – seeds cannot bear fruit unless they are buried in dark earth, and broken open so that the new life within them can be brought to fullness.
That is our calling as followers of Christ – to follow him into the dark, allow ourselves to be broken and transformed from a seed into a seedling, and then a plant that bears abundant fruit. That’s pretty much the trajectory of a disciple. Every ounce of energy we spend clinging to what we have, what we love, what we can see, is energy not spent allowing ourselves to be planted, broken, transformed and flourishing.
"Those who love their life lose it, and those who hate their life in this world will keep it for eternal life."
This is also our calling as the Body of Christ, our calling as congregations to allow ourselves to be broken open, inconveniently, even painfully, our patterns and presuppositions challenged and changed, so that we can bring life and fruit to hungry people around us.
Where are you discerning a call to be like a seed that is planted, broken, transformed and made fruitful? Where are you on that cycle? It’s one we repeat more than once in our lives… sometimes more than once in a week! Maybe it helps to remember that we are following Jesus into that dark earth, and that he is with us in the seed process. As he said, “Whoever serves me must follow me, and where I am, there will my servant be also. Whoever serves me, the Father will honor.”
We not only follow him into the dark earth. We live in the promise that, like him, we have emerged into new Life, that Life which never ends. Do all seeds know the glorious outcome of their process? If we must cling to anything, let it be that promise, that Life we have already begun to live.
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