Holy One,
Oh why can’t I be like the sower in the parable-
ready to throw seeds everywhere,
throwing caution to the wind
allowing my perfectionism to drift away in the breeze.
Divine Gardener,
why can’t I be like the sower-
inspired to try instead of allowing my inner voice of insecurity to hold me back.
I grasp so tightly to the seeds,
waiting until I find the “perfect” spot to plant them
instead of allowing the Holy Spirit to direct their landing spots.
God of all Gardens,
may I release my tension, my worries
and allow your grace to carry these seeds
to the soil that will nurture them.
Amen.
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The Rev. Michelle L. Torigian is the Senior Pastor of St. Paul United Church of Christ, Belleville, Illinois. Her essay “Always a Pastor, Never the Bride” was in the RevGalBlogPals book There’s a Woman in the Pulpit. She also has chapters in the books Sacred Habits: The Rise of the Creative Clergy and A Child Laughs: Prayers for Justice and Hope. Torigian blogs at http://www.michelletorigian.com.
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Just beautiful! Thank you.
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This is the passage I preached on at my ecclesial council in 1989 and has always been a favorite. thank you
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