Two Fields

As I drove along near fields green, 
The Holy Spirit prodded,
“See those two fields, side by side?”
I looked, and quietly nodded.

“So, what’s the difference you can see?  
They both have had some rain.
And come the summer, soon there’ll stand,
Some lofty stalks of grain!”

My gaze revealed the difference clear, 
One field, worked and plowed,
Had been made ready for the seed.
“I see,” I cried out loud!

Of those two fields, side by side,
Both could bring forth grain.
But one of the fields had been prepared;
The yield would not be the same

God’s Word is seed, as well I know,
And, my heart the veritable field.
How I prepare myself today,
Will certainly affect the yield.

My lack of fruit is not God’s fault, 
Nor are feelings of despair,
If I will only prep my soil,
I’ll find He’s answered my prayer.

 This post is shared at “Tell Me a True Story.”