Mark 4
26 And he said, “The kingdom of God is as if a man should scatter seed on the ground. 27 He sleeps and rises night and day, and the seed sprouts and grows; he knows not how. 28 The earth produces by itself, first the blade, then the ear, then the full grain in the ear. 29 But when the grain is ripe, at once he puts in the sickle, because the harvest has come.” 30 And he said, “With what can we compare the kingdom of God, or what parable shall we use for it? 31 It is like a grain of mustard seed, which, when sown on the ground, is the smallest of all the seeds on earth, 32 yet when it is sown it grows up and becomes larger than all the garden plants and puts out large branches, so that the birds of the air can make nests in its shade.” 33 With many such parables he spoke the word to them, as they were able to hear it. 34 He did not speak to them without a parable, but privately to his own disciples he explained everything.
One of my favorite Christian musicians is Andrew Peterson. I think he is oftentimes quite profound both musically and lyrically. One song that he wrote never fails to affect me. It is entitled, “Mountains on the Ocean Floor.” It is an interesting song and it catches you off guard, especially the beginning of it.
My uncle’s in the county jail
His time is on his hands
He knows he chose a barren cell
Over a fair and fertile land
He took another hit
He hit another high
He flew until he fell
Just like he has a thousand times
Nothing ever seems to change
But miles away beneath the waves
There are mountains
Mountains on the ocean floor
They’re rising from the deep
But no one ever sees
No one ever sees
I can’t believe I landed there
I swear I swore it off
I know that I can’t stand it here
Still I came and took a fall
I wish that I could shake it
I wish that I was free
I wish that I was half the man
I wish that I could be
There are mountains
Mountains on the ocean floor
They’re moving up so slow
No one ever knows
No one ever knows
Nothing ever seems to change
But miles away beneath the waves
Down below the dirt
Hotter than a flame
In the belly of the earth
He has given you a Name
There are mountains
Mountains on the ocean floor
They’re rising from the deep
Where no one ever sees
There are mountains
They’re hidden there beneath the waves
They’re moving up so slow
No one ever knows
There’s a molten heart of stone
That is waiting to explode
Only God can see it grow