The sower sows the word.
Forever, O Lord, Your word is settled in heaven. Your faithfulness endures to all generations; You established the earth and it abides. Your word is pure and Your servant loves it! Father I pray for each word that is sown in love in the wilderness and wasteland of another's life, may it be received with gladness. I pray for those who are in dry and parched desert places, to be watered with Your mercy and grace. So they will rejoice and blossom as a rose. Blooming abundantly so there is joy and singing. You have given seed to the sower, and we shall not be concerned with the condition of the soil of the heart but scatter them liberally. For You have said Lord as Your word goes forth, it shall not return void. But it shall accomplish what You please. Bless all those who believe in You, to go out by the power of Your Holy Spirit with joy and be led by peace to share the good news of salvation through Your atoning blood. May we lift up our eyes and look at the fields that are already white for harvest! May the sower and the reaper rejoice together as they gather fruit for eternal life. May we celebrate by giving thanks and praise to You Lord for You bring the increase. I thank You Lord for my fellow workers who co-labor with me for Your glory. Bless their day today with all good things that come from above. Protect and strengthen them as they put their hands to the plow and when they eat may they be satisfied. I love You Jesus, all glory and honor are Yours for ever and ever. Amen.
Psalm 119:89-90, 140, Isaiah 35:1-2, Isaiah 55:11, John 4:35-36
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