The Seeds

The seeds are spread.
On the path, on rocks,
& among the thorns they fall.  

Within each seed lies the divine hope.
We confess we sometimes disappoint our divine creator.
We fail to grow and become the plant that God intends. 

And yet the seed is sown.
And yet the sacred love still surrounds us in forgiving love. 

Forgive us we ask.
Forgive our failure to breakthrough the soil and reach upward toward you. 

Let us reflect God’s goodness.
Let us be as the seed in the good soil. Let us reflect our creator’s highest hopes. Amen.

Tim is a runner, a hiker, a devoted husband, a father of two adult children, and their spouses, and a grandfather of four perfect children. A former early childhood educator, Tim is an ordained minister in the Christian Church (Disciples of Christ). He has served as pastor of both Disciples and United Church of Christ congregations. As we enter what we hope is the final phase of the pandemic, Tim is beginning a journey of rediscovering himself and discerning next steps. He writes from his home in Albany, Oregon and wherever the Spirit lures him.

Posted in Confession of Sin & Assurance, Mark, Mark 4, Mark 4:1-20, New Testament, Uncategorized

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