He put before them another parable: “The kingdom of heaven may be compared to someone who sowed good seed in his field; but while everybody was asleep, an enemy came and sowed weeds among the wheat, and then went away. So when the plants came up and bore grain, then the weeds appeared as well. And the slaves of the householder came and said to him, ‘Master, did you not sow good seed in your field? Where, then, did these weeds come from?’ He answered, ‘An enemy has done this.’ The slaves said to him, ‘Then do you want us to go and gather them?’ But he replied, ‘No; for in gathering the weeds you would uproot the wheat along with them. Let both of them grow together until the harvest; and at harvest time I will tell the reapers, Collect the weeds first and bind them in bundles to be burned, but gather the wheat into my barn.’”
The good and the weeds.
I remember hearing once
a weed is just a flower
planted in the wrong place.
In me, I find growing
both the good and the weeds.
Oh, how I wish it were not so.
But you are gracious nurturing the good, despite the weeds.
As Martin Luther once said,
we are simultaneously forgiven sinners.
Sin is always at work in our lives.
So too your grace always at work
forgiving, amending, redeeming even our worst.
At harvest time,
may you pick the good and
burn the weeds in me.