I’ve never been very good at taking care of plants. I either leave them in a perpetual state of drought or I drown them (with love, of course!).


Even so, I appreciate the farmer in Jesus’ parable of the sower. I’m captivated by the way he sowed his seeds. He didn’t measure them out one by one. He didn’t pour the seeds into neatly hoed rows. No, he scattered them. Lavishly! And the seeds fell in a variety of places, on the hard path, in shallow, rocky soil, among thorns. But some seeds landed on good, rich soil that nourished them and produced a fruitful crop.


When we plant the seeds of the Gospel, are we like the farmer in this parable, generously sowing to all who will hear? Or do we decide who might be most productive or most worthy to receive it? Do we share freely, trusting that the seeds
we plant will sprout in God’s perfect timing?


“I planted the seed, Apollos watered it, but God made it grow,” Paul said in 1 Corinthians 3:6. God calls us to do the planting. Let’s do our job and trust Him for the harvest.