Luke 8:11-15
“Now the parable is this: The seed is the word of God. Those
by the wayside are the ones who hear; then the devil comes and takes away the
word out of their hearts, lest they should believe and be saved. But the ones
on the rock are those who, when they hear, receive the word with joy; and these
have no root, who believe for a while and in the time of temptation fall away.
Now the ones that fell among thorns are those who, when they have heard, go out
and are choked with cares, riches, and pleasures of life, and bring no fruit to
maturity. But the ones that fell on the good ground are those who, having heard
the word with a noble and good heart, keep it and bear fruit with patience.”
When I first read this, name after name pops into my head of
people that I know that Jesus could have been describing. Countless members of
my family have heard the simple truth of the gospel and have not believed, I’ve
seen people at school or church who are at first so eager to walk with Jesus
and then fall away when it gets hard. And then there are those who hear the
gospel and believe but quickly their career, school, or significant other
becomes their god again. I am so quick to point my finger and say “they need to
hear these verses taught in church next Sunday.” Very quickly I turned into the
Pharisees who condemned the woman caught in adultery but did not repent of
their own sins. But God is so faithful to correct me when I’m wrong that this
didn’t last for very long. When I read the verses over again, really praying
through them, I realize that each of the different soils describe me at one
point or another in my life. The one who hears and believes but has no root is
exactly how I was for a good portion of my childhood. I went to church and knew
the answer to every question, but I had no real roots. I share a room with my
sister who is two years younger than I am, and man, she used to annoy me so
much. For anyone who has ever shared a room for any length of time at all, you
can imagine the fighting that happened between two very different people who
refused to give up their way. I can remember my parents telling me to die to
myself and be the peacemaker which I knew were the right things to do, I just
didn’t want to. I had the knowledge, but no roots. Therefore, no growth or
fruit was being produced. Verse 15 talks about keeping the word and bearing
fruit with patience. If you are having to exercise patience before there is
fruit, then time is passing in which God is working but the fruit of that just
isn’t showing yet. Psalm 27:13-14 are the verses I have to choose to rest in
during this season of growing.
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