Heart of the House by Alanis Morissette
sowing weeds among the crop,
raising bread with impure yeast,
offering treasure beyond price,
casting a net that catches good and bad:
throw down our mean idols
of purity and possession
and show us your inclusive,
through Jesus Christ,
On Old Ideas
by Dorothea Lasky
by Gertrude Stein
He told another parable to them: “The kindom of heaven is like a mustard seed that someone took and planted in a field. It’s the smallest of all seeds. But when it’s grown, it’s the largest of all vegetable plants. It becomes a tree so that the birds in the sky come and nest in its branches.”
He told them another parable: “The kindom of heaven is like yeast, which a woman took and hid in a bushel of wheat flour until the yeast had worked its way through all the dough.”
Jesus said all these things to the crowds in parables, and he spoke to them only in parables. This was to fulfill what the prophet spoke:
I’ll speak in parables;
I’ll declare what has been hidden since the beginning of the world.
Jesus left the crowds and went into the house. His disciples came to him and said, “Explain to us the parable of the weeds in the field.”
Jesus replied, “The one who plants the good seed is the Human One. The field is the world. And the good seeds are the followers of the kindom. But the weeds are the followers of the evil one. The enemy who planted them is the devil. The harvest is the end of the present age. The harvesters are the angels. Just as people gather weeds and burn them in the fire, so it will be at the end of the present age. The Human One will send angels, and they will gather out of the kindom all things that cause people to fall away and all people who sin. They will be thrown into a burning furnace. People there will be weeping and grinding their teeth. Then the righteous will shine like the sun in Abba God’s kindom. Those who have ears should hear.”
“The kindom of heaven is like a treasure that somebody hid in a field, which someone else found and covered up. Full of joy, the finder sold everything and bought that field.
“Again, the kindom of heaven is like a merchant in search of fine pearls. When this man found one very precious pearl, he went and sold all that he owned and bought it.
“Again, the kindom of heaven is like a net that people threw into the lake and gathered all kinds of fish. When it was full, they pulled it to the shore, where they sat down and put the good fish together into containers. But the bad fish they threw away. That’s the way it will be at the end of the present age. The angels will go out and separate the evil people from the righteous people, and will throw the evil ones into a burning furnace. People there will be weeping and grinding their teeth.
“Have you understood all these things?” Jesus asked.
They said to him, “Yes.”
Then he said to them, “Therefore, every legal expert who has been trained as a disciple for the kindom of heaven is like the head of a household who brings old and new things out of their treasure chest.”
Old Joy by Noah and the Whale
by Ruth Wood, adapted
We know, God, that we are a part of your family.
But we also know that your family is much bigger still.
There are people we don’t understand, there are people we disagree with,
there are people we don’t like, there are people who don’t like us.
Challenge us, God, to expand our vision of family,
until we see all of creation as one big family. Amen.
The Lord’s Prayer
Loving God, within and around us, we revere you.
We seek to live life as you would want us to do;
with love and respect for all people
and all things in the universe.
May we find each day sufficient for our needs,
and find forgiveness when we do wrong,
just as we forgive those who do wrong to us.
In times of trouble, may we centre our lives in you.
For your being is love,
which comes with strength and with beauty,
throughout eternity. Amen.
The New Face of Zero and One by The New Pornographers
Saranam (Refuge) Blessing
Receive our thanks for night and day,
for food and shelter, rest and play.
Be here our guest and with us stay,
saranam, saranam, saranam.
And may the blessing of God – the Speaker, the Word, and the Speaking,
be with us and remain with us always. Amen.