There are some Kingdom parables
that Jesus repeated innumerable.
He loved talking about seeds,
planting and gardening, harvesting and weeds.
So this is how the story goes;
a man with some seeds went out to sow.
First some fell along the path,
and the conniving birds came and just ate them up.
The second batch fell on rocky ground;
but when the sun came up without a sound,
scorched the weak plants,
whose roots could not deeper advance.
And yet another third set,
grew among weeds and thorns; that changed their mind set.
And finally the fourth one in good soil it fell.
Its roots grow deeper although from above the soil you couldn't tell.
Not among thorns and weeds
oblivious to the world, to proceed
and gather a harvest, producing good fruit
because incorruptible is the seed unless you put it on mute.
The fruit of the seed depends on the soil.
If you are able to successfully gather a harvest,
He will give you more to extend His territory against the powers of darkness.
The Son of Man, He sowed good seed.
But as the plants grew up, there appeared some weeds.
All tangled up together, removing the weeds would only jeopardize
even the fruits and the plants of good seed; that decision would not be wise.
The Wicked One, the harvest he did sabotage.
But at the end of this age, no longer can he camouflage.
The weeds will be pulled out without a doubt;
and thrown into the fire that never goes out.
The Kingdom of Heaven is like a mustard seed.
The Kingdom is heaven is like some yeast, a small bead.
A seed becomes a full grown tree, reaching the heavens.
And the yeast rises the entire batch of dough, making it leavened.
The Kingdom of Heaven is like a field of hidden treasure.
When a man finds it, he sells everything for it can't be measured.
The Kingdom of Heaven is like a rare pearl.
When a collector finds it, he sells everything for it and swirls.
The Kingdom of Heaven is like a fishing net.
The good fish in a bucket are kept while the worthless thrown away with no regret.
Now that you know about the kingdom of God.
Be generous and bring out without fraud.
A true disciple is a scribe in the kingdom.
Both new and old, he brings out of his treasure of wisdom,
But in his own home and family, a prophet is rejected.
And He could not perform many miracles there because most of them suspected.
Remember it is faith, not doubt ...that makes a miracle to come about.
(Inspired by Matthew 13)
This poem is part of a series of rhymes titled 'The Matthew Series'. This is the 13th poem in the series. They are all based on the gospel of Matthew and are in the correct sequence.