beauty

If you ever see a great work of God,
Something joyous,
Alive and real,
Something of Christ,
Something that is Christ,
Something enduring,
Then you can be certain of one thing;
Some lonely saint,
Silent, alone,
Went to the cross
Suffered, died
And fell into the earth.
And for what did he die?
For that lovely harvest,
That work of God
Which you now see
And declare to be so beautiful.
There must be another day,
And another body of believers,
A day when someone else
Must fall into the earth
And die.
That someone may need be you.

Inward Journey, Gene Edwards

Truly, truly, I say to you, unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains alone; but if it dies, it bears much fruit. Whoever loves his life loses it, and whoever hates his life in this world will keep it for eternal life.

John 12:24-25