If you’ve ever grown anything from seed, you know how seeds work; even more if you harvested the seeds and dried them first over the winter. This familiar passage is read at the Service of Committal held at the gravesite in the United Methodist tradition. Somehow, the logic of it brings us comfort as we accompany the remains of loved ones to their final resting place. “Unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains just a single grain, but if it dies it bears much fruit.” And yet, we would much rather avoid death if we could. In fact, we go to great lengths to avoid death, to avoid talking about it, to deny the reality of it. But what if we became more comfortable talking about death? Death is a part of life, after all. And if we truly believe what we say we believe, we know death is not the end.
