Seeds page 4

Going through several air tight doors and taking a long walk through the tunnel, Charlie saw the large trucks backed into the warehouse.  It was hard to get used to having every inch of his body covered.  He felt like one of those snowmen, round and big with the carrot for a nose.  His nose would probably freeze if he stayed here too much longer.

  The containers were metal and tightly sealed.   He was shown a large electric cart where the containers would be placed; gently moving  them toward their final resting place, not to die, but to live and wait.    Keeping the storage rooms at least   -4 degrees Fahrenheit  was critical and the cooling system brought the temperatures even lower.

“It probably wasn’t much fun getting here with these talking seeds.”  He joked  with the driver.

“Yeh, well they say they are alive, but I won’t swear by it!”  the driver responded.  

Charlie wanted to make this day count on his learning curve of the place.    As he rode back toward the tunnel with his tightly sealed  cargo, he thought of living things.   These are really living and it’s up to us to care for them.  The responsibility seemed to hit him for the first time.

A white masked person he  had not seen before met him at the door and swiftly took the seeds toward the room he was told not to enter.

“Hey, when do I get to work on these if you’re putting them in there?”  pointing  to the forbidden door.

“They’ll be brought to you one box at a time each morning.”

“I didn’t catch your name.  I’m Charlie and I’m new around here.”

“Yes, I know.   Just don’t ask a lot of questions and you’ll be ok.”   

Not being able to contain himself, Charlie blurted out, “What am I not supposed to know?  Everybody seems very secretive around here.”

The man simply walked away and vanished down the hall.    It was time to go back to Emmett and see if he could get a better understanding of what this place was about.  As he arrived in Emmett’s office,  a delivery man was standing at the desk  filling out paperwork on his cargo.    To make up excuses as to why he was there was the last thing he wanted to do. He mumbled something about having  supplies he needed to pick up.    Timing was not right.  The questions needed  to be delayed until a  later day. 

Arriving back in his work-room, he found a seed drawer with a note.

  “You can work on these.  Be sure they are labeled correctly and let me know when you are finished.”   It was signed Ashton.   Charlie carefully opened the container.  He pulled on his white gloves.  Opening the small silver envelope, he carefully poured them out on a  plate.  Taking  the tweezers, he  moved a few  seeds under  the microscope.    What he saw was amazing.  Colors of the rainbow and such unusual shapes filled the lense.   He seemed to drift into a different world, away from all the unanswered questions and into the beauty that only God could make.  

“Yes, this is life.   Life that  people do not see.  It represents a whole field of flowers or grains….or trees.”   he thought to himself with a lightly breathed whisper of    “Yes!   Look at that!”

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