A sower went out to sow.
Some seeds fell on the path...
and the birds came and ate them up.
Other seeds fell on rocky ground...
and they withered away.
Other seeds fell among thorns...
and the thorns grew up and choked them.
Other seeds fell on good soil and brought forth grain—
some a hundredfold, some sixty, some thirty.
God is the sower and you are the soil.
The Word finds its fertile places,
and grows in you.
God is the sower and you are the seed.
You are given to the world.
Though it may seem fruitless,
there will be a rich harvest.
You are the sower and love is the seed.
Though it seems wasted,
love will bear fruit.