The Sower (pt. 1)

When did the parable of the Sower

Become about fear?

Warning you about making your heart

The right soil

Or else


Soil can't help if it's got rock underneath

Soil can't stop thorns from choking its leaves

Soil can't stop birds from eating the seed


And besides

Even if it could

Peter (the Rock)

Was basically rocky ground

(he denied Jesus 3 times when life got hard)

So.

It's probably not about salvation?


It's probably not about 

All the things you preach it's about

To make us anxious

And obedient

And afraid

Of a very disapproving god


I have been so anxious

And obedient

And afraid

Because of your shitty exegesis


Maybe you are the very birds

You warn us about.

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