Jesus told the Parable of the Sower to his followers. “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. Still other seed fell on good soil where it produced a crop – a hundred, sixty or thirty times what was sown.”

My life can be paralleled with this parable. I grew up in a Christian family. As a child I heard God’s word constantly – not just in church, but daily. Yet, often His word was eaten up before it had a chance to take root. The path in life I was choosing was rocky and His word did not have a chance to take root and grow. Sometimes, His Word had a hold on me for a little while, but the path I was on was still not rooted on Christ. His Word quickly withered in my life because it could not take root. I came to a time in my life that I had one foot in the world and the other in the Church and the weeds of the world choked out God in my life.

When I was 16 years old, I gave my life to Christ. Still trying to live in the world and in Christ, I struggled. I headed down the path of a “picture perfect” life. A husband, family, material things, etc. In December of 1990 my “picture perfect” life fell apart and I tried to find happiness everywhere except with The Lord.  God finally got my attention. He showed me that I was looking in all the wrong places for Him. On December 23, 1990, I re-committed my life to Christ. It was then that I began spending time in His Word daily. I am committed to a daily quiet time where I praise God for who He is and I allow Him to speak to me through His Word. Going to Church is an activity of worship – giving God the glory He deserves. It was then that the seed fell on good soil and began to produce a good crop.