Seed making seeds to more seed. . . into forever. Seed must have its environment. The seed's potential depends on its home. On the shelf, unplanted it lies dormant. On the hard clay it dies by the sun, picture of the hard heart.
Seed is food for birds of the air, symbol of the demonic.
The seed's possibility rests entirely on the soil. Life or death lie in the condition of the soil. And that is MINE to prepare. The stone of my sin nature must be culled. The weeds of my sins must be pulled.