Pushing Through

As I continue to take the parable of the good seed further, I realize. No worthwhile seed ever grew by just sitting in the manure, though fertile it may be, and waiting. It grows by pushing back, against the darkness and up towards the light it cannot see, but feels. That is how all seeds know which direction to go in the pitch black of the ground – by the warmth they can feel to be just above them. They are to struggle and break through the shit if they are to ever see and feel the sunlight. And then to grow exponentially.

That is how I feel this morning. Like pushing back, or up against the darkness of this world. I long to feel the spiritual sun on my face, so I persevere here in the muck. Until my little stem breaks through and sings, “Glory! Glory! The Sun!”. And I have faith it will.

Then he left the crowd and went into the house. His disciples came to him and said, “Explain to us the parable of the weeds in the field.” He answered, “The one who sowed the good seed is the Son of Man. The field is the world, and the good seed stands for the people of the kingdom. The weeds are the people of the evil one, and the enemy who sows them is the devil. The harvest is the end of the age, and the harvesters are angels. “As the weeds are pulled up and burned in the fire, so it will be at the end of the age. The Son of Man will send out his angels, and they will weed out of his kingdom everything that causes sin and all who do evil. They will throw them into the blazing furnace, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth. Then the righteous will shine like the sun in the kingdom of their Father. Whoever has ears, let them hear.

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