What the Bible says about light and seed
The Good Seed and the Weeds “The kingdom of heaven is like a man who sowed good seeds in his field. But while everyone was sleeping, his enemy came and sowed weeds among the wheat and went away.” Matthew 13:24,25.
Tuesday, July 8, 2025
The Silent Moments of our Life in Christ.
The Silent Moments of our Life in Christ.
Written and published by Jean-Louis
The Blog Writer´s Loneliness - Personal reflection
The Writer´s Loneliness. Reflection on a Blogger´s Work.
Written on July 24th 2010. Amplified and published on July 8th 2025
Job Laments the Finality of Death
…6look away from him and let him rest, so he can enjoy his day as a hired hand. 7For there is hope for a tree: If it is cut down, it will sprout again, and its tender shoots will not fail. 8If its roots grow old in the ground and its stump dies in the soil,…
The verse Job 14:7 says, "For there is hope for the tree: if it be cut down, it will yet be renewed, and its branches will not cease." He compares nature"s capacity for renewal, represented by a tree, with the hope that can exist even in difficult situations in human life.
In other words, Job 14:7 uses the image of a tree that, even if it is cut down, can sprout again, to illustrate the idea that life can be renewed, even after moments of great difficulty. The verse suggests that hope should not be abandoned, for life has the ability to regenerate, just like a tree cut down.In addition, the passage can also be interpreted as a reflection on the brevity of human life compared to nature, but even so,
hope can persist, even in the face of death, just as the tree is reborn after being cut down
Then, we have Job 14:14: the question is, "If a man dies, will he live again? All the days of my battle I will wait, until my change comes."
This passage from the book of Job expresses Job"s doubt and hope regarding the afterlife. He questions whether a dying man can come back to life, and expresses his hope that there will be a change or relief in his current situation, even if it involves death.
Explanation:
"If a man dies, shall he live again?":
Job is pondering the possibility of resurrection or continued life after death.
"All the days of my battle I will wait...":
He declares that even in the face of uncertainty about the afterlife, he will continue to hope for a change in his situation, a deliverance from his sufferings.
"... until my change comes.":
This "change" can refer to a restoration of health, a resolution of your problems, or even death as a release from your difficulties.
Context:
Job is going through a period of great suffering and affliction, facing sickness, loss, and the misunderstanding of his friends. He questions the reason for so much suffering and seeks an answer about life after death
So, here I am reading the book of Job.
Suddenly, I realized that God is so powerful that he does not need to defend him, that he is not as sensitive as we human beings whose ego cannot stand under the scrutiny of criticism even when it is justified and deserved.
But then, another thought came to me. The Lord did not stop Job until he was ready to reveal himself and the reality of Job´s circumstances surrounding his suffering. He did not even try to stop his three friends from badgering him.
Whenever I feel sad or despondent because my reflections or studies, the best I have to offer my readers is ignored or does not produce any reaction, I feel a little like a person who trusts the waves of the sea to carry a message in a bottle to whomever will by chance read the message and hopefully respond. The Lord, then, reminds me that he is the only one I have to please.
Anyway, I do write because I love him, I want to share his love with others the gifts he has given me.
Every time I feel like quitting writing in my blogs, I feel that it is what I am supposed to do even though the reward will come later, perhaps one day.
Things, circumstances, landscapes, people and seasons change. But the gifts that God gave me remain the same. They need to be practiced and refined, even if I cannot see the face of my readers or am unable to read any comments besides those of a few faithful friends.
Another comforting thought, even more powerful came to mind. That my Lord Jesus, the Master Teacher could be pleased with my writing. After all, most of it is a commentary of a sort, not a critique, but a way of explaining to myself with the Holy Spirit as a guide, an actual and actualized understanding of the thoughts of God that come with the meditating upon his Word.
This is my part of obeying him and thinking about the closest, more true, holy, pure excellent, of good repute things that I, as the author of my blog am translating as faithfully as possible as Paul is talking about in the letter to the Philippians.
I would compare to a small child who wants to know the secrets of life and comes to his Father to ask questions. Then, as part of the conversation, he listens to what his Father has to say and as a way of letting him that he, the child understands, he tells him in his own words what he heard this Father say through the illumination of the Holy Spirit. How patient is the Father with us? How full of mercy and understanding he is with us? It is like hum saying Amen in many more words, like finding that the puzzle is taking shape all along life´s learning as the Holy Spirit reveals his wisdom, his will and his ways to us.
It provides a sense of security, of feeling understood and heard without the preconceived notions, the prejudices that are so prevalent with us human beings, without all the limitations and rules that people use to judge and control.
When we understand that our Lord Jesus is our best friend, even as we feel abandoned by the ones we love and at times we feel lonely, his presence is a reminder of his words:” I will never leave you alone” peace and joy are ours, we are complete in him, lacking nothing. We are rich even though we own nothing that we are not going to lose or leave behind one day.Then
Our life is hidden in him in the heavenlies.
Then, we are not anxious about whether people love us, appreciate us or approve of us. What matters is what our Father thinks of us, whether we obey him, whether we seek to please him and do whatever he commands, with a desire to serve him and our fellow man, that we preach his Word and that we are waiting for his soon return while delighting in his presence, being grateful and praising him.
Conclusion
Sacrifice,
Obedience, and Prayer
14For here we do not have a permanent city, but we
are looking for the city that is to come. 15Through Jesus, therefore, let us
continually offer to God a
sacrifice of
praise, the
fruit of
lips that
confess His name. 16And do not neglect to do good
and to share with others, for with such sacrifices God is pleased.…
Benediction
and Farewell
19And I especially urge you to pray that I may be restored to you soon. 20Now may the
God
of
peace, who
through
the
blood of the eternal covenant
brought
back
from the
dead our
Lord
Jesus,
that
great Shepherd
of
the sheep,
21equip you with every good thing to do His will. And may He accomplish in us
what is pleasing in His sight through Jesus Christ, to whom be glory forever
and ever. Amen.… Hebrews 13:14-21.
Jean-Louis.
Here is a poem I wrote as a testimony of God´s help in uncertain times when I needed guidance.
https://thelightseed.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-pencil-in-hand-of-god.html
Monday, July 7, 2025
BAILE EN LA ORILLA DEL MAR

¿Debemos olvidar los dulces besos,
Abandono nacido de acaricias de sueños
En la magia del momento engañoso
De las risas y lágrimas
Ilusión caprichosa
Del espejo fiel reflejando tu alma
Sujeto al imán poderoso
De tu mirada aterciopelada.
Delicias de tu toque
Ondas de luz insondables
Recuerdos reencontrados
Ocultos bajo de la luna
En este cofre de arena
Hechizada con el trino de mi flauta.
Tu falda apenas levantada
Girando con unas notas de farándula
Marcando el ritmo con tus piés
Acariciados por la espuma
Que desvanece, amable
Para celebrar esta parábola,
Aquel momento sagrado precisamente
Punteado por el silencio prestado
Por el último grano deslizandose en el corredor
Del reloj de arena de nuestro anhelo.
Despúes de un largo medio-suspiro
La fuga vuelve a tocar staccato
En un esfuerzo desesperado
Durante aquel contrapunto
Tocando en triplecorcheas
La partitura donde las redondas
Y las blancas abundan sin contratiempo.
Interrompidos solamente por el guiño azulado
De la Cruz del Sur, guía segura del viajero
Buscando un mensaje portador de buen presagio
En el vestíbulo del destino
En casa del departamento de los objetos perdidos,
Sus manos febriles se aprietan
Y reciben en el silencio de sus corazones quietos
La sabiduría tan codiciada.
“Mis hijos amados, su búsqueda acaba aquí.
Su pedida está concedida, siguen su camino.
¿De que sirven estos lazos fútiles,
Estos hilos, estas sombras engañosas,
Este territorio de claroscuro, indefinido
Sin sello real, huella cierta de cambio ilícito?"
¿Por qué intentar recuperar en la claridad del presente
Todo que se perdió en las tinieblas del pasado?”
Con esta revelación, puente suspendido
Vínculo salvador entre dos acantilados
Pasarela estrecha de fe, apoyo de amor providencial
Atravesando este abismo entre tierra y cielo
Ellos se balancean sin tambalear
Funámbulos sin red con los ojos clavados
En la sencilla promesa de alcanzar la otra ribera
Remanso de paz y alegría.
El sueño veleidoso
Abre sus ojos deslumbrados.
Una melodía sublime nacida
De un gesto tierno de tu mano perfumada
Sobre mi frente morena
Me invade de embeleso,
Confundiendo mi pensamiento submergido
Por el flujo de harmonía celestial
Rozamiento magistral
En las cuerdas abandonadas al placer
De dejarte tocarme,
Yo, tu guitarra, entre tus brazos,
Apenas bastante apretada
Para volverme mi libertad de escojer
De quedarme contigo
Buceando en la emoción.
Por apenas un momento hundido
Reposo mis pensamientos
Sobre tu seno papachador
Muy cerca de tu corazón de oro
Sobre el cual sin esfuerzo
Este pequeño hombre se duerme
Arullado por el movimiento
De este encanto, maravilloso cúmplice
Colmo de felicidad apacible.
Jean-LouisDezembro 2010 De