As for what was sown on good soil, this is he who hears the word and understands it; he indeed bears fruit, and yields, in one case a hundredfold, in another sixty, and in another thirty.
Matthew 13:23
Good Soil
A heart is always ready, even when it’s lost.
Yet even a found heart can be bruised and crushed.
It takes time, and it takes patience, of which I have very little,
Will my heart be strong enough, or brittle?
The field may seem dry. The trees might look dead.
But know there is life if we look for life instead.
Rocks make you stumble. The road makes you humble.
Thorns choke your heart; they tear you apart.
Is there faith and hope enough? Enough wisdom? Enough love?
Is there good soil in my soul for seed to grow?
A heart is always ready, even when that heart feels pain.
And even a mended heart can fear being hurt again.
It takes time, and it takes courage, of which I have very little,
Will my heart be strong enough, or brittle?
Open roads and endless wander, what are you looking for?
Fearful thoughts, worries, and doubts, their weight won’t let you soar.
Will they ever give you rest? Will they help you dig deep roots?
For you to bear good fruit.
A heart is always ready, even when it’s lost.
I know there’s enough faith, hope, wisdom, and love.
Good soil is in my soul for the seed to grow.
Good seed will grow, I know.
This poem is a version of the original song Good Soil, shared here with the permission of the songwriter, a.k.a. Gaby (as Gabriela Trujillo).
I wrote this song as a personal prayer of hope for myself and all who may feel discouraged about the lack of progress and growth in their spiritual life. We have to give it time; we have to keep tilling and watering; we have to trust in God. Even when we cannot see it, yes, we are growing!
(Listen to the song Good Soil)
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