Seed Beneath the Silence
A devotional inspired by a childhood drawing and God’s gentle reply When I was a preteen, I drew an image during church that I never forgot. It was a picture of myself underground — eyes closed, a tear falling — while a single flower bloomed above me in the sunlight. I didn’t have the words for it then, but I knew what it meant: I felt buried, unseen, and unsure if anything beautiful could ever grow from my life. That image came back to me recently as I’ve wrestled with the heaviness of chronic depression — the kind that makes you feel like a black hole nothing can fill. And yet, even in that darkness, the memory of that drawing whispered something familiar: Maybe beauty can still grow from me. As I prayed, I imagined what God might say back to that little girl… and to the woman I am now. I Saw You in the Dark (As if God is speaking) Child of Mine, I saw you long before the world did. I saw the girl who felt buried, drawing herself beneath the ground because she didn’t know how deeply ...