Are You the Good Soil or Just a Sunday Listener? | Morning Prayer

Before we pray, let's first take a moment to listen to God's word and then we'll pray together. One day, Jesus told a story. This story is known as the parable of the sewer and it still speaks directly to us today.

In this story, Jesus describes a farmer who went out to plant seeds. He carried a pouch filled with precious grain. And as he walked through the fields, he scattered those seeds freely, generously, without favoritism.

Some landed on hard ground, some on rocks, some among thorns, and some on good soil. Each of those places represents a different kind of heart. Some seeds fell on the path.

A place that was well trodden, packed down, and exposed. The soil was so hard that the seeds couldn't even sink in. They just sat there vulnerable until the birds came and snatched them up.

These are the people who hear God's word but don't understand it or don't allow it to sink in. Their hearts are closed off. Maybe because of hurt, pride, distraction, or indifference.

And before anything can take root, the enemy swoops in like a bird and steals the word away. Then some seeds landed on rocky ground. At first, they sprang up quickly.

There was an initial excitement, an emotional response, maybe even joy. But the soil was shallow and the roots had nowhere to grow. So when the sun came up and the heat intensified, those tender plants withered.

They couldn't survive because they had no depth. This is the person who hears God's word and receives it with enthusiasm. But their faith isn't deeply rooted.

It's not anchored in real understanding, trust, or relationship. So when hard times come, when trials arise, when people criticize them for their faith, they fall away. Their faith fades under pressure because it never had a solid foundation.

Other seeds fell among thorns. These seeds also began to grow, but so did the thorns around them. The thorns wrapped around the young plants, choking them, blocking out light, stealing nutrients, and eventually stopping their growth.

These are the people who hear the word and seem to receive it. But their hearts are already crowded. Worries, anxieties, the desire for wealth, the pull of the world's pleasures, all these things compete for space in their soul.

And as a result, God's word gets suffocated. It can't produce anything lasting because it's constantly being drowned out by distractions and desires. But then some seeds fell on good soil, soft, deep, nourished ground.

And those seeds did what seeds were made to do. They took root. They grew.

They matured. They produced fruit. Some 30, some 60, some 100 times what was planted.

These are the hearts that are open, humble, and receptive. They hear the word, understand it, embrace it, and live it out. And through their lives, God's truth becomes visible, tangible, and fruitful, not just for them, but for others, too.

What a powerful parable Jesus taught us today. But he wasn't just talking about farming. He was talking about life, about you and me, about the condition of our hearts.

In Matthew 13 18 to 23, Jesus explains this parable in clear detail. He wants us to understand the way we respond to God's word matters deeply. Because how you respond determines what kind of fruit your life will produce.

And it's not just about hearing a sermon on Sunday or reading a devotional here and there. It's about what happens next. What happens after the word has been spoken.

Does it take root? Does it change you? Or does it bounce off, get stolen, get smothered?

Whenever we hear God's word, we're standing in one of those soils. And there are three major dangers we have to watch for. First, the enemy wants to steal the word from your heart before it even has a chance to grow.

Just like the birds in the story, Satan is quick to swoop in with lies, distractions, or confusion. He doesn't want God's word to take hold in your life, so he'll try to steal it before it can even sprout. Second, life's hardships and trials can wear down your faith if your roots don't go deep.

Emotional highs fade, enthusiasm waines. If your relationship with Jesus isn't rooted in truth and trust, it will be shaken when storms come, and they always come. Without deep roots, faith becomes fragile.

Lastly, the cares of this world, the worries, temptations, and busyiness can choke the life out of God's word if you're not intentional. These thorns grow silently. They seem harmless at first, but they multiply quickly and take over your heart, leaving no room for spiritual growth.

And when your life is full of noise, it becomes hard to hear the whisper of God's voice. So what do we do? We guard our hearts.

We nurture the soil. We remove the thorns. We dig deep roots.

And most importantly, we stay close to Jesus. We can't control every situation in life, but we can choose what kind of soil will be. We can choose to create space for God's word to grow.

We can make room for his truth to take root. We can tend to our hearts the way a gardener tends to a garden. Removing the weeds, watering the soil, and watching patiently as growth comes.

It won't always be easy. Growth takes time. Sometimes God plants a seed and it looks like nothing is happening.

But under the surface, roots are being formed. Faith is being built. The soil is being transformed.

So when you hear God's word, don't let it slip away. Take it in. Meditate on it.

Let it challenge you. Let it shape your choices. Let it change how you think and how you live.

Water it with prayer. Protect it with truth. and give it room to grow.

Now, let's take a moment to pray together. Dear Lord Jesus, thank you. Thank you for the incredible gift of your word.

Thank you for loving me enough to speak truth into my heart again and again. You didn't leave me to wander alone in silence or confusion. You gave me your promises.

You gave me scripture. Your voice written down. And even today, it still speaks.

It comforts me, corrects me, and calls me back to you. Lord, I don't want to be like the hard path that hears but never lets the seed sink in. I don't want to be so distracted, so hurt, or so busy with the noise of this world that your word just bounces off my heart and gets stolen away.

I don't want to be shallow soil, either. Eager at first, but quick to wither when life gets hard. I don't want to let the thorns of worry, fear, greed, or the constant need for more choke out what you've spoken to me.

No, Lord. I want to be good soil. I want my heart to be soft, humble, and surrendered.

I want to welcome your truth to let it take deep root in me and grow into something lasting. Please, Lord, prepare my heart every single day. Make me teachable.

Break down anything that's become hard. Pull out the weeds I've allowed to grow. Create space in me for something beautiful to grow, something only you can bring to life.

Help me to guard the word you've planted in me. Don't let me treat it carelessly. Let me treasure it like the priceless seed of life that it is.

Protect it from the lies of the enemy, from the worries of the world, and from the selfish tendencies within me. Just as you said in Luke 11 28, "Blessed are those who hear the word of God and keep it. " I don't want to just hear your word.

I want to hold on to it. I want to live by it. I want to let it change me from the inside out.

So please give me a heart that listens and obeys. Give me a mind that doesn't just memorize your word, but meditates on it deeply. Let my hands do what I believe and let my lips speak what you've spoken into my soul.

Your word is a breath to my spirit. It brings peace when I'm overwhelmed. It gives hope when I feel worn out.

It brings clarity when everything around me feels confusing. It lights the path in front of me like a lamp in the dark, showing me just enough to take the next step. You reminded Joshua in Joshua 1:8 to meditate on it day and night.

Then you will be prosperous and successful. What a promise that when I stay close to your word and let it shape my steps, I'll not only walk in peace, I'll walk in purpose. So Lord, teach me to love your word.

Not just to read it as a duty, but to crave it, to hunger for it. Help me enjoy every moment in it. Let it heal what's broken in me.

Let it renew what has grown weary. Let it be the first thing I run to in the morning and the last thing I hold on to at night. Like daily bread for my soul.

When life gets hard, and I know it will, remind me that your word is my anchor. When I feel disappointed, when prayers feel unanswered, when grief visits me, help me run to you, not away from you. Let me hold on to your promises until they carry me through.

Cover me with your peace, Lord. That peace that surpasses all understanding. The kind of peace that doesn't always make sense but holds me steady in the middle of every storm.

Just like you said in Isaiah 26:3. You will keep in perfect peace those whose minds are steadfast because they trust in you. That's the kind of peace I long for.

A peace rooted in trust, not in my circumstances. Even when others misunderstand me, even when I feel attacked or pulled down, I choose to lift my eyes to you. You are my defender.

You are my covering. You are the one who lifts me when the world tries to break me. So please, Lord, purify my heart.

Show me the things in me that don't please you. Not to shame me, but to set me free. Pull up the roots of pride, jealousy, bitterness, and fear.

Plant in their place the seeds of humility, love, patience, and truth. Help me grow in wisdom. Help me know your voice above all others.

There are so many voices trying to guide me. So many opinions, distractions and lies. But only your voice gives life.

Only your voice leads me where I need to go. Some trust in riches. Others trust in positions or power.

But I choose to trust in you, Jesus, because you never change. You never lie. You never fail.

and you never leave me. Holy Spirit, please dwell in me. Whisper to my heart every day.

Remind me of who you are and who I am in you. Stir my memory when I forget your goodness. Help thanksgiving rise up in me even when things feel heavy.

Remind me of the prayers you've already answered, the blessings I didn't expect, and the grace that carried me through moments I thought would break me. Just like Psalm 27:8 says, "My heart says of you, seek his face. Your face, Lord, I will seek.

" That's the cry of my heart, Lord. I don't want to just seek what you can give me. I want to seek you, your presence, your nearness, your heart.

Please Jesus, let your word reshape my life. Let it sink beyond my thoughts and reach into my actions, my motives, and my desires. Let it form the way I see, speak, and love.

Let it be my truth, the truth I live and breathe by. I hold tightly to your promises. Like you said in Deuteronomy 28:1, "If I listen diligently and follow your ways, you will bless me in ways I never imagined.

Not just with comfort, but with the joy of obedience and the strength that comes from walking with you. Help me obey even when it's hard. Help me trust you even when I don't understand.

Help me treasure your word as the most precious thing in my life. Let it live in me richly and bear fruit 30, 60, 100fold. I love you, Jesus.

I honor you. I thank you for the living breathing word that speaks to me and changes me daily. In the precious and powerful name of Jesus, I pray.

Amen. If this prayer has touched your heart, please type amen as a sign of faith. I pray that every blessing in this prayer is now upon you in the name of Jesus.

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