Friday, December 5, 2008


" Let both grow together until the harvest; and in the time of harvest I will say to the reapers, Gather ye together first the tares, and bind them in bundles to burn them: but gather the wheat into my barn."

So, here it is to look and wonder and pray. 

Here is the Sower and his field.  

The Sower is the Holy Magnificent One.
The Seed is the spirit inside each of us.
The Enemy is the world, with its cares and woes.
The Binding and burning is Transfiguration out of sin into righteousness.

I know the enemy and I know its wiles and crafty ways into a pure soul.  Children born are innocent.  Their lives are born in nobility and grace.  Yes,  we are clean and dewy and each of our inceptions and trails are chosen; people are met; incidents occur; pain and betrayal seek us out.  Our cares and woes and battles fatigue and fluster us; at times, profoundly alter us.  

That alteration or transformation may be the Goodness of all; or, for the Evil of all.  Lives are destroyed by falsity and error and lives are transfigured by ruling fate and the overwhelming Grace of God/Creator Being.  

Have you been there?    

Have you witnessed sheer and unspeakable Beauty rise like a pond's wisp from dung?
Have you observed power, prestige, privilege fall to slink into its diametrical contrast?

The parable here is about Goodness, Temptation, Transformation. 

The transforming may be good and it may be not so good in our cultural estimation, depending upon through which lens we peer.  This parable can be lived inside out; that is, the good seed upon fertile, fecund ground, comes to final fruition of seed sown upon rocks which birds eat and nothing ever grows with temptation everywhere.  That realism is difficult to know and saddens one to see;  yet, it is there in our world amongst us. That backward process I have seen amongst my own: its poignancy of pain is palpable.  

What is seemingly more profitable is the way Jesus lays it for us: A movement into betterment and brilliance, deep change of inner formation, going far, far into the glory which is God.  The Good Sower planting deep the good seed upon a willing, graced ground: Is that not our elected, most longed for path?

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