Seeds

We are like seeds blown throughout the creation. In rebellion to God we've turned to weeds. Being noxious and troublesome, affording dishonor and confusion it is mercy that we are not destroyed.

In the masters hand it is quite another story. We are changed in the very essence of our soul, to become useful. When Gods direction is paramount its then that we are planted in ordered rows; we become a bountiful plain as for as the eye can see. We then have purpose –productivity –power –passion. That's Dominion.