Saturday, August 6, 2011

A Prayer for Saturday, August 6, 2011

“At Harvest Time”

We thank you, O God, that the sorting of people—that the determination of who we are and whose we are—is in your hands and not in ours.

We know that you will in every case get it right. We know that we would in many cases get it wrong.

Given the fact that you and only you can make the ultimate determination as to who and whose people are, guard us, O God, against trying to draw firm temporal conclusions on that subject.

Give us assurance but not arrogance about our status; give us insight but not judgmentalism about the status of others.


“And the slaves of the householder came and said to him, ‘Master, did you not sow good seed in your field? Where, then did these weeds come from?’ He answered, ‘An enemy has done this.’ The slaves said to him, ‘Then do you want us to go and gather them?’ But he replied, ‘No; for in gathering the weeds you would uproot the wheat along with them. Let both of them grow together until the harvest; and at harvest time I will tell the reapers, Collect the weeds first and bind them in bundles to be burned, but gather the wheat into my barn.’” (Matthew 13:27-30)

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