We are like the grain that becomes the bread, the body of Christ. We haven’t always been bread. We start as a seed, then a sprout, a seedling, a flowering stalk, a waving head, then the mature grain that is harvested, threshed, gathered, and finally ground by a mill into flour. Our life in the field might seem calm and glorious, but unless we are cut, threshed, and ground, we aren’t suitable for God’s purposes… to become the bread of life. Then, and only then, are we baked, and finally broken to be shared with the many… asking only that they remember all that has led us to this moment. Are we ready to be sowed in the field? How about ground by the mill?