Monday, February 23, 2009

"'Unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains just a single grain; but if it dies, it bears much fruit.' I hold a grain of wheat in my hand, it is small, and hard, and narrow, and self-contained, and yet at its heart it speaks the mystery of life ... and that is a powerful thing."

--Michael Card, attributed to his grandfather.

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