Luke 8:14
14 As for the seed that fell among thorns, they are the ones who have heard, but as they go along, they are choked by the anxieties and riches and pleasures of life, and they fail to produce mature fruit.

In reading the parable of the sower was thinking which of the descriptions best describe me and my journey up to this point.  I would really like to think that I am the seed that falls on the rich soil.  Yet, the more I think about it, the more I believe I am the seed described in verse 14.  I attend Mass, listen to the Priest and have super intentions.  I have devoted my life to service as I believe God wants and gives a great deal of my time to others.  Yet, my prayer life is constantly falling to the daily time crunch. The joy that should explode from me as a result of the many undeserved blessing I enjoy is replaced with anger, fear and uncertainty.

The question becomes how do I change so that my seeds fall on the rich soil.  I guess if I knew that I wouldn't fail to produce mature fruit.  It is easy to say all the things that can be done, it is another to actually follow through with them.  I guess I have until the start of Lent to figure out how to use that season to enrichen my soil.  I am certain that prayer is the only tool with which to de-thorn my life.  Thanks to my new smart phone I have new apps to wield that tool.





"If you want to be happy, really really happy, use your talents to serve others." - Eduardo Verastegui