“We are not even the seed. We are the dung preparing the land to receive the seed.” (Dorothy Day, “The Duty of Delight, The Diaries of Dorothy Day.” P.233)

Dorothy was talking about living in community as a cross when she wrote this entry on September 8, 1958 in her diary. We all have times and days when we feel that our work and hard efforts is not even the seed for things to come but just the dung preparing the way for the seed.

Today I planted seeds in flats in the sunroom and felt like I was planting seeds. Also today I finished the draft of an essay “To Make Peace Stop Teaching War” and then when, with a computer error, I lost the email and addresses of those I was sending the draft to I felt like the dung preparing for the seed.

I guess we all need to be the dung sometimes in order to get ready to be the broadcasters of the seed.

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