Mark 4:1-9 (NIV)
Again Jesus began to teach by the lake. The crowd that gathered around him was so large that he got into a boat and sat in it out on the lake, while all the people were along the shore at the water’s edge.  He taught them many things by parables, and in his teaching said:  “Listen! A farmer went out to sow his seed.  As he was scattering the seed, some fell along the path, and the birds came and ate it up.  Some fell on rocky places, where it did not have much soil. It sprang up quickly, because the soil was shallow.  But when the sun came up, the plants were scorched, and they withered because they had no root.  Other seed fell among thorns, which grew up and choked the plants, so that they did not bear grain.  Still other seed fell on good soil. It came up, grew and produced a crop, multiplying thirty, sixty, or even a hundred times.”  Then Jesus said, “He who has ears to hear, let him hear.”
I love the image of Jesus teaching from the boat. I assume that since he is God, his voice carried. I picture the crowd, myself in it, leaning toward him–eager to catch each word.
I rarely read the gospel without seeing something new. Today it is the slapdash profligacy of the farmer.
Seeds everywhere, dude…
But that is part of Jesus’ point. God is as prolific in his generosity as he is in his gift of freedom.
We wanna get all caught up in tangles or consumed by birds? He will let us.
But the deep soul, the deep soil, there is deep life there.