Psalm 24 • Jeremiah 1:1-10 • 1 Corinthians 3:11-23 • Mark
3:31–4:9
When I was first
contemplating my entry for this devotional, I felt a little desperate. The readings that I have, well, I feel
as if I have already said what I can say about them. Prophets? I
discussed this last year. Building a life with Christ being the
foundation? Two years ago. There is nothing new. This is not to
say that there is nothing more to them, just that I have not (yet) found it.
But then I get to Christ’s parable
of the sower, scattering the seed over good ground and bad. It is so well
known, what is there new, or at least, not so worn, to say? Probably
nothing. So I started to think
less of the meaning of the seed and the fertile and unfertile ground, and more
about the actions of the sower, who can otherwise be known as the gardener or
farmer. The parable sounds as if there is this only one opportunity to
receive and nurture this seed, and that’s it. But really, it’s a poor
gardener or farmer who does this only once. There will be a harvest of
what is good, followed by a fallow period, and then it’s spring again. The
soil will not be as it was before, and there has even been time to amend
it. Perhaps that which was unreceptive or too shallow before is now more
ready for the seed. And the sower comes back through, scattering that seed
once again. And again the next and every year.
The human heart can be a hard
thing. But it is a living thing, and it can soften and change, becoming
more receptive to the Word of God. A year can make a great or a subtle
difference. Perhaps the lesson for me is to worry less about trying to be
profound and just using my head, and instead work the ground of my heart so
that it is more receptive. Our lectionary ensures that the Word will come
round again, and as long as I live I will have an opportunity to struggle with
trying to make sense of much of it. But first and foremost, I must just be
ready to receive it.
—
Michelle Allen
Michelle, I love your musings on this parable. I have always read it as a harsh, all or nothing kind of story. Your beautiful reflections on the repeated actions of the farmer open it into a story of grace and growth. Thank you.
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