I will sing of your salvation.
Be my rock of refuge,
a stronghold to give me safety,
for you are my rock and my fortress.
O my God, rescue me from the hand of the wicked.
I will sing of your salvation.
Matthew 13: 1 – 9 A sower went out to sow. And as he sowed, some seed fell on the path, and birds came and ate it up.
Do I ever feel like the good that I do just gets swallowed up and lost? Does it frustrate me when my efforts don’t bear fruit?
Action: Keep planting seeds even if many of them never bear fruit.
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