The kingdom of God is as if
someone would scatter seed on the
ground,
and would sleep and rise night and
day,
and the seed would sprout and grow,
he does not know how.
The earth produces of itself, first
the stalk,
then the head, then the full grain in
the head.
But when the grain is ripe,
at once he goes in with his sickle,
because the harvest has come.
The
Gospel called Mark, chap 4
Proper
6, Year B, RCL (Revised Common Lectionary)
[ The
Readings for this Sunday can be found at:
A
Poem
The Art of Parable-Listening
ah,
yes
“the
kingdom of god”
consider
the whole the separates make
first: scatter
the
seed of the kingdom is the act of love
we
are extravagant in the casting
second: the mystery of growth
we
hold to our integrity
day
and night
the
power of love is beyond our ken
it
blooms like the unfolding rose
in
ways that startle us
third: life is transformed
we
wonder at love’s fruit
peace,
joy, compassion, dignity, freedom,
wholeness
of self
union
with all things
someone?
i
the
mustard bush shelters
and
embraces
all
Brian+
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