Texts: Isaiah 55:10-13; Psalm 65:1-13; Romans 8:1-11; Matthew 13:1-9,
18-23
Call to Worship
Fresh corn dripping with butter,
juicy peaches topping our cereal:
praise is due to you, God of the
harvest!
Children chasing fireflies in evening's shadows,
families picnicking in the backyard:
Praise is due to you, God of summer
days!
Mothers tightening training wheels on bikes,
fathers
teaching kids to bait a hook:
praise is due to you, God of our
lives!
Prayer of the Day
You open our hearts, O God,
as you put a
sail on your hope
so it may reach the furthest
shores of our
despair.
Your showers of grace
fall softly upon the loose soil
of our
dried-up dreams.
Your words do not return
empty to you,
Story-teller.
They take root deep within us,
blossoming into
gentleness
which can comfort a broken heart,
into compassion which can
transform
a cold shoulder into an embrace,
into kindness which can
make
a curmudgeon break into laughter.
You move into our
lives,
Spirit of life,
quietly taking those fears
which trip us in the
night hours
and putting them out in the trash;
gently watering the
seeds
planted in our inept souls
until they become bushels of
grace.
We join all in coming to you
God in Community, Holy in
One,
even as we pray together, saying,
(The Lord's Prayer)
Call to
Reconciliation
We could offer seeds of hope, but don't. We could help a
friend with a difficult problem, but won't. We could smooth the way for
someone stumbling through life, but can't. Let us confess our harvest of sin
to our God, as we pray together, saying,
Unison Prayer for
Forgiveness
We know the seeds we have sown, Harvesting God: anger
which springs from our flinty hearts; bitterness which flows like a rushing
river into another's heart; hurtful words which wrap their thorny briars
around a friend's kindness; passion which poisons an
innocent relationship.
Forgive us, Loving God, and have mercy. Your
grace can turn our fallow hearts into rich fields of love. Your hope can
smooth the rocks in our way, so we can go to be reconciled to another. Your
love for us in Jesus Christ, our Lord and Savior, can untangle the thorny
mess we have made of our lives. Bless us with these gifts, we
pray.
Silence is kept
Assurance of Pardon
No ifs, no ands,
no buts. Now there is no condemnation - period! God answers all our hurts,
our wrongs, our sin with salvation. Believe this good news, my
friends.
We are stunned by your grace, and embraced in your
love, Forgiving God, and lift our thanks to you. Amen.
Prayer of
Dedication/Offertory
What we offer may not seem significant in a world of so
much, Caring God, but we pray they may become seeds of hope, of grace, of
change, of life to all those around us. Amen.
Great Prayer of
Thanksgiving
May the Sower of grace be with you!
And also with
you!
Seeds of hope and joy are planted in you.
May our hearts
yield a rich harvest for God.
Join your voices with the valleys and
mountains in praise.
We rejoice in the One who welcomes us at this
Table.
You cast your seeds upon chaos,
Sower of creation, and
pastures overflowed with flocks,
valleys brought forth flowers to
welcome you,
mountains sang out their praises to you
as
trees clapped out the beat.
We were shaped in your image
to enjoy all
these generous gifts,
but we chose to walk the rocky paths
of
sin and death, their thorny temptations
choking us off from your hopes
for us.
Prophets came to us with joy,
hoping to lead us back to you in
peace,
but we sent them away empty-handed,
scattering their
words on our sinful paths
like bread crumbs left for birds of
prey.
Yet you would not leave us condemned,
and sent Jesus to accomplish
your hopes.
With those whose ears are wide open,
with those who
struggle to walk with you,
we lift our songs of thanksgiving to
you:
Holy, holy, holy are you, God our Presence.
All
creations is stunned by your deeds.
Hosanna in the highest!
Blessed is the Sower of the good news.
Hosanna in the
highest!
Your holiness fills the earth with hope,
and Jesus Christ is
the everlasting sign
we will not be separated from you.
He walked the
dusty paths,
picking us up from where
the world had cast us
aside.
He gathered up all the rocks
which fill our lives,
so your
word might take root
deep within us.
He prunes all the twisted
briars
of sin and death
so that your resurrection
might bloom
for us all.
As we gather for this memorial feast,
as we seek to hear
and understand his words,
we proclaim that mystery we know as
faith:
Christ died, condemning sing to death;
God raised
Christ, giving him new life;
Christ will come for us again,
refusing to return to God empty-handed.
The Sower casts out
the seeds
and the grain comes forth
to provide substance for the
Bread.
The rain and snow refresh the vines,
the plump grapes ripened
to
fill the Cup of life.
Your Spirit gathers us these gifts
and prepares the
Table for your people
who, blessed with your presence, go forth
to
bring hope and life to others;
and who, set free from sin and death,
go to release neighbors and strangers
from hunger, fear, doubts, and
loneliness.
Then, when time has ended,
we will gather with our sisters
and brothers
around your table of grace and peace,
and satisfied with your
goodness
we will join all creation in praising you,
God in Community, Holy
in One. Amen.
Sending
Go forth as God's people.
We will
sow seeds of love and joy in the world.
Go forth as Christ's true
friends.
We will sow seeds of justice and hope in
oppression-strewn paths.
Go forth as the Spirit's love.
We will
sow seeds of peace and reconciliation in every corner of
creation.
© 2014 Thom M. Shuman