TCF 58 – The Conservative Friend

The Kernel and the Prodigal Son

Recently in the night time when sleep had withdrawn from me, I was caused to consider how important death is to life. A statement that at first seems absurd. "Unless a corn of wheat fall into the ground and die it abideth alone." Who of us, at some time in our lives has felt this alone-ness and perhaps has queried what in the world am I doing here for heavens sake? Who am I and what am I supposed to be doing here? What's next after this is over? This is a mystery how a kernel of wheat in the ground dies then it germinates and a new life begins—"first the blade then the ear."

Yea, Though I Walk through the Valley of the Shadow of Death…

Does it ring true for you? It was included in the Book of Psalms to comfort us, and if it doesn't, then we ought to ask ourselves why not. Perhaps we've never really felt that the Lord was our Shepherd, or that His rod and staff were real sources of guidance and comfort. If that's so, then saying "I will fear no evil" will feel like hypocrisy in our mouth. But let's look at our fear of evil.