"Verily, verily, I say unto you, Except a corn of wheat fall into the ground and die, it abideth alone: but if it die, it bringeth forth much fruit." John 12:24
Something died today, in my heart. It needed to die. I thought it had died long ago.
But this morning I realized it was still very much alive.
Sometimes letting something go, or an idea of something, isn't always easy.
But it must be given up. Buried.
And so I let it go this morning, I buried it.
And when one buries something, they don't expect to pick it back up again, because it's dead.
So this morning I mourn, because of something lost... But rejoice, because in faith, I hope one day this death will result in much fruit.