Dandelions are prolific seeders. Brilliant yellow flowers have fed the early bees, now the urge to reproduce has taken over. Fluff-balls of white parachutes wait for the wind to blow, then gleefully depart for a place of their own (usually in gardener’s prize flower plots, it seems!).
Therefore dandelions have a bad reputation. Once landed, the seeds germinate quickly and before you know it, thick tap-roots have burrowed down towards the centre of the earth. Pull them out- but if you miss a bit, they’ll be back.
It sounds like the Early Church! The early blush of attractive growth round Jerusalem led to new Christian communities. Individuals were scattered across the Roman Empire, taking their new living faith and setting down roots. A gale-force persecution forced believers away- and they went wherever the wind of the Spirit took them. Once established in a new city or region, the Empire found it impossible to weed out the followers of Jesus. Every seed contained the DNA of eternity.
The Breath of Heaven still blows- and from our faith, seeds can be spread as the Wind blows. On the Day of Pentecost, the Spirit arrived “with the sound of a mighty rushing wind.” There is no stopping the Holy Spirit- and everywhere He blows, life springs up. Hallelujah!
“For the Spirit-Wind blows as it chooses. You can hear its sound, but you don’t know where it came from or where it’s going. So it is the same with those who are Spirit-born!”
John 3:8 The Passion Translation
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