A seed once fell on a path of stone, It whispered, “Lord, don’t leave me alone.” The world said, “You’ll never grow here— Your roots are weak, your end is near.” But the rain still came, the sun still shone, And cracks in the stone made a place of its own. What looked like death was a hidden plan, God making soil where none began. So if you feel stuck in a hardened ground, If hope feels lost, if joy can’t be found— Remember the seed that refused to die, It reached for Heaven, it touched the sky. You are that seed, unbroken, alive, Planted in pain, yet destined to thrive. What others call ending, God calls start, Beauty is born in the hardest heart. ⸻ #ParableOfHope #FaithThatGrows #ResonatingTruth #GodsPlan #EncouragementPoetry #ViralFaithPost #KeepBelieving #FromStoneToSoil