Have you ever watched a tiny seed transform itself from the inside
out into a beautiful plant? The seed is cast off from the living vine to which its fruit has clung and is buried in the rich soil of the earth. The moisture of the earth and the warmth of the sun envelop the tiny seed until its shell softens and its insides expand. At just the right time and in just the right way new life pushes free from its weakened outer skin and stretches itself upright emerging from the ground. It is awakened to new life under the watchful eye of the sun, and is rooted deeply within the nourishing bosom of the earth. From that tiny dead seed will come an entirely new vine, a new creation, a new life, and abundant new fruit.
I am that seed. I am Lazarus. And this is my record.