By: Adrianne (Knitting enthusiast. Sometimes writer of thoughts.)
Wheat and Tares
A coal has burned into my heart
Tearing more than me apart.
I do not dwell on right or wrong
Most is grey in my life’s song.
But wounded to my brothers bend
Seeking from my sisters,friends.
Wheat from Tares the coal will sift
And maybe that is the coal’s gift.
The Tares will turn with angry shout
And chase away the ones with doubt.
The wheat will reach with open arms
And hold this coal and with me mourn.
Brothers, Sisters friends we’ll be
Regardless of the coal you see.
Unless the tares o’rcome the field
My heart by sheaves of Wheat be healed.
7 Responses
Thank you for this post, Adrianne. Earlier this week, someone referenced the parable of the wheat and tares in a comment on my own facebook page. I think you understand the parable better than that person.
Beautiful thoughts. I like your different take on this parable. It seems more accurate than the way we tend to interpret it at church.
Thank you both for your kind words.
I love this, Adrianne. The powerful imagery of wheat and tares but also of coal and fire and that coal baking the wheat into the Bread of Life.
Lovely
Yes! I love this and so happy you shared it with Exponent.
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