Some seeds fell on the edge of the path.
And the birds came and ate them up.
Save us from all coming wrath.
Let us not lay aside this life cup.
Others fell on rock, where they found little soil.
And sprang up straight away because of no earth .
And so to little effect we live and toil.
Perhaps never finding our true worth.
Others fell among thorns.
And the thorns grew up and chocked them.
We are shaped not by reality but its forms.
Left only with some worthless material crumb.
Others fell on rich soil.
Maybe it’s not in vain our life’s toil.
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Where does the seed fall
Amongst thorns or on the path
It is up to us
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See Matthew 13:1-9