Looking Back

Today I was feeling pretty nostalgic.  So I fed my muse by reading some old blog post.  Some dated back to 2002.  Today I want to share one with you that described what was for me an AHA moment. 

Mustard Seed

I’ve heard the story about having faith the size of a mustard seed a zillion times.  I’ve also heard and have seen for myself how small a mustard seed is and how large a mustard plant grows.  I like the taste of prepared and powdered mustard and love how subtly mustard seeds flavor beef & potato dishes particularly.  I’m not a real fan of mustard greens, but I know many people who are.

My Grandfather was a farmer of sorts, and my Mother is a Master Gardener.  In spite of these facts and seeing mustard seeds (yellow & black) and watching them grow to feed our family in many ways I understood on a intellectual level the parallel between a mustard seed and faith that grows and produces.

Well today as I was relaxing my mind drifted to a prayer that was prayed for me a few days prior.  In that prayer, the person who prayed mentioned several things with respect to me and a mustard seed.  I didn’t have a particularly profound thought, but I was thinking about it as I walked into my kitchen to do something.  Suddenly I felt an incredible pain from the bottom of my foot.  Of course I looked at the bottom of my foot immediately to see what I had stepped on.  There was nothing on the bottom of my foot, and nothing was visible on the floor that could account for that sudden pain.  So I attempted to put pressure on my foot again.  Again the pain was real, and needed to be addressed immediately.  So I hobbled to my desk put on my glasses and saw NOTHING on my foot.  I slowly and lightly rubbed my hand against the bottom of my foot and felt a sharp spot.  With that I got my magnifying glass and a pair of tweezers out and looked at the bottom of my foot again.   Again I couldn’t see anything at all.

I used my hand again to re-locate the sharp spot on the bottom of my foot.  I put duct tape on it and pulled it off.  Then I tried the same procedure with Elmer’s glue.   Finally I had to press against that sharp spot with the head of my tweezers until I saw blood.  I looked at it again with my magnifying glass and there it was – glistening as a diamond against the glare of my high intensity light through the blood.  It was a glass splinter.  I attempted to pull it out with tweezers, but it was too small for my tweezers to get a firm grip on.  Finally, I had to use a straight pin and gently pull all of the skin from around the obstruction away.  Until I was gently able to slide the sliver of glass away from it’s resting place.

To my amazement, the sliver of glass was about the size of a yellow mustard seed.  It finally made sense.  Just as a tiny sliver of glass lodged itself in the bottom of my foot and created discomfort for my entire body, a tiny but unwavering (or lodged if you will) amount of faith can create for you the outcome you desire.

Andrea Fields

 2-17-2008  

 

What I understood that day is that if we focus even a minute amount of unwavering and focused belief on anything (not anyone) - the universe will upset the natural order of everything that stands in our way in order to bring the object of our belief to us, or us to the object we are believing for.

In Joy,

Andrea