MATTHEW 13:1-9, 18-23
Night sky gently raining;
frail headlights on the tractor
peering through the dark,
finding the way for the farmer
faithfully sowing his crop in the scrawny soil,
his head and shoulders
barely protected from the weather
by a wheat bag cut in the manner
learned from his father years before.
Hopeful of eking out another harvest
every drop of rain and every grain of wheat
Broad bright-sun sky;
bag of grain hanging from his shoulder
the farmer dipped his hand deep
and cast the seed
even on the most unlikely soil.
Perhaps this year …
Every drop of love and every grain of grace
© Jeff Shrowder, 2014.
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