Seeds of Life

There’s a song that begins with seeds scattered and sown

But truly what are these seeds and just how are they thrown 

Are they placed evenly and gently on the fertile ground 

Or are they furrowed and covered over by the top soil all around

What about those that don’t find the earth 

But instead find the rocks or much much worse

Maybe picked up by a raven or a grackle for lunch

Or fall between cracks and are eventually smashed with a crunch

These seeds though they’re special

For they’re not plants wood or metal 

They are the words of our Lord Jesus Christ

Which eventually become our true Bread of Life

For these words they bring hope and joy 

And when used correctly can save every last girl and last boy 

When scattered and watered and raised properly 

They bring true and everlasting spiritual piety

Their fruit molds us into real men and women

Ones who are God centered and Spirit driven

So when Jesus arrives at harvest time with His great sickle 

To Heaven go they who’ve chosen correctly the others now are in a grave pickle 

For those seeds whose sprout did not take

To Hell go those souls the eternal bake

So nourish your seeds with proper bread and choice wine

Yes with the Eucharist our Hope He Who’s the Vine

Amen

JFFIII 1/26/24