Where the Seed Falls

Opening Prayer

Note to leader: allow a moment of silence after the prelude before beginning the prayer.

Holy God, who scatters seed with wild abandon,
we come from a week of measuring and sorting,
calculating worth and weighing outcomes.

We arrive carrying lists of what we’ve accomplished
and what we’ve left undone,
wondering if we are enough,
if our lives are bearing the fruit expected.

Meet us here in this in-between place,
where the week’s anxieties still cling to our shoulders
and the invitation to rest has barely reached our ears.

You do not ask us to account for ourselves before we enter.
You do not measure the soil of our hearts
before you welcome us to this table.

Teach us the foolish generosity of the sower,
who trusts that seed scattered everywhere—
on path and rock, in thorns and good soil—
is never wasted in your economy.

Still our striving.
Quiet our calculations.
Open us to receive what only you can grow.

Through Jesus Christ, the Word sown among us.
Amen.

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Call to Worship

Based on Psalm 119:105-112
selected verses

Your word is a lamp to my feet
and a light to my path.
We come seeking illumination,
trusting your guidance in uncertain days.

I have sworn an oath and confirmed it,
to observe your righteous ordinances.
We pledge ourselves again
to walk in your ways.

I am severely afflicted;
give me life, O LORD, according to your word.
Even in our affliction,
we trust your promise of life.

Accept my offerings of praise, O LORD,
and teach me your ordinances.
We bring our praise,
our questions, our whole selves.

I hold my life in my hand continually,
but I do not forget your law.
Though life is fragile and fleeting,
your word remains our foundation.

Your decrees are my heritage forever;
they are the joy of my heart.
We receive your word as gift,
as treasure, as joy.

Come, let us worship the God whose word lights our way.

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Hymn of Praise

Sing Praise to God, Who Reigns Above, GTG #645

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Grace Spoken

Hear the good news:
The Sower scatters seed with abandon,
trusting the soil will bear fruit.
God’s grace falls upon us freely,
not measuring our worth
but delighting in the harvest to come.

In Christ, we are forgiven.
In Christ, we are made new.

The Spirit takes root in us.
The Spirit brings forth life.

God sees us not as barren ground,
but as fields ready for abundance.

We are loved beyond measure.
We are claimed as God’s own.

Trusting in God’s grace and mercy, let us confess our sins and brokenness together.

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Responding to God’s Grace

Unison Prayer of Confession

God of the scattered seed,
we confess we have hoarded your abundance,
measuring who deserves grace
and calculating who is worth our time.
We have sorted people into categories—
worthy soil and wasted ground.

We have walked past the struggling neighbor,
ignored the inconvenient need,
written off the difficult conversation.
We have trusted our own assessments
more than your extravagant love.

We have made your church a gated garden
instead of an open field.
We have protected our comfort
while you call us to scatter hope
in every direction, without regard for return.

(A time of silent prayer)

Through Jesus Christ, the seed that fell and rose,
forgive us and make us generous.
Amen.

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Sharing the Peace of Christ

An Embodied Sign of God’s Grace in Christ Jesus

Friends, we have been reminded that God’s grace extends to all. We have confessed our tendency to judge where the seed should fall, knowing that we have been forgiven and that God is making us a new creation.

In this spirit, let us share the peace of Christ.

The peace of Christ be with you.

And also with you.

(Share Christ’s peace in ways fitting to your community.)

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The Written Word

A Reading from the Hebrew Scriptures

Gospel Reading

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Where the Seed Falls

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1. The sower scatters seed everywhere — on the path, on rocks, among thorns, on good soil. Where do you see God scattering grace without calculating who deserves it?

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2. Some seed never takes root. When have you shared something good — an invitation, an idea, your time — and watched it go nowhere? What did that feel like?

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3. The sower does not hoard seed for the safest ground. What are you holding back because you are not sure it will work or be received well?

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4. Jesus does not explain the parable to the crowd — only to those who come closer and ask. What question about faith or this passage are you afraid to ask out loud?

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5. The good soil produces thirty, sixty, a hundredfold — wild abundance. Where have you seen something small grow beyond what anyone expected?

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6. This week, scatter something without measuring the return: a kind word to someone difficult, time with someone overlooked, money toward something that will not benefit you. Notice what it feels like to let go of control.

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Hymn of Reflection

Lord, Let My Heart Be Good Soil, GTG #512

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Affirmation of Faith

Spoken together.

**We believe in God,
the extravagant sower
who scatters grace without measure,
trusting the soil more than we do.

We believe in Jesus Christ,
who speaks in parables of seeds and soil,
revealing a kingdom that grows
beyond our careful calculations.

We believe in the Holy Spirit,
who prepares the ground of our hearts,
breaking up what is hard,
clearing away what chokes life.

We believe the seed falls everywhere—
on path and rock, among thorns and good soil—
because God’s love refuses
to write anyone off.

We trust that God’s word bears fruit
in ways we cannot predict or control,
thirty and sixty and a hundredfold,
more than we dare imagine.

Amen.**

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Prayers of the People

Holy God, you scatter seed with extravagant grace,
trusting the soil to receive what you have sown.

We pray for the world you love:
for lands parched by drought and flooded by storm,
for ecosystems strained by greed,
for creatures whose habitats shrink while we expand.
Teach us to tend what you have given,
to see abundance not in what we hoard but in what we share.
Where your seed falls upon the earth,

let it bear fruit in justice and peace.

(pause)

We pray for places of conflict and division:
for Gaza and Israel, for Ukraine and Russia,
for borders where families are torn apart,
for neighborhoods where fear has replaced trust.
Scatter seeds of reconciliation in hardened ground,
soften hearts that have turned to stone.
Where your seed falls upon the earth,

let it bear fruit in justice and peace.

(pause)

We pray for leaders and teachers:
for those who govern, who make laws, who hold power,
for those who stand before classrooms and pulpits,
for parents and mentors who shape young lives.
Give them wisdom to nurture what is planted,
courage to name what must change.
Where your seed falls upon the earth,

let it bear fruit in justice and peace.

(pause)

We pray for our own lives:
for the places where we have grown shallow,
for the thorns of worry and wealth that choke what is good,
for the paths we have hardened against your word.
Break up the fallow ground within us,
prepare us to receive what you have sown.
Where your seed falls upon the earth,

let it bear fruit in justice and peace.

(pause)

We pray for those who suffer:
for the sick and the dying, the grieving and afraid,
for those whose pain is visible and those whose wounds are hidden,
for bodies that ache and spirits that despair.
Be near to them in their need,
let them know they are not forgotten.
Where your seed falls upon the earth,

let it bear fruit in justice and peace.

(pause)

We pray for those who are unseen:
for the unhoused and the undocumented,
for those whose labor sustains us but whose names we do not know,
for children in systems that fail them, elders in rooms without visitors.
Open our eyes to see where you are already at work,
move our hands to join in your harvest.
Where your seed falls upon the earth,

let it bear fruit in justice and peace.

(pause)

We pray for this community:
for the ministries we share and the callings we discern,
for the welcome we offer and the growth we seek,
for the ways we fail and the grace that renews us.
Make us good soil for your word,
that what is planted here may nourish the world beyond these walls.
Where your seed falls upon the earth,

let it bear fruit in justice and peace.

(pause)

(A time of silent prayer)

Generous God,
you have heard the prayers we speak
and the longings we cannot name.
Gather them all into your hands,
and tend them with the same extravagant love
that scatters seed on every kind of soil.
We trust you for the harvest we cannot yet see.

Amen.

We pray together, saying:
(The Lord’s Prayer is prayed in the words familiar to the community.)

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Hymn of Sending

Sois la Semilla (You Are the Seed), GTG #753

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Sending

Go now as extravagant sowers,
scattering seeds of grace
without calculation,
without measuring who deserves what.

Speak hope into barren ground.
Offer kindness where paths are hardened.
Trust that God can grow good things
in soil you’ve written off.

Notice where abundance appears—
not in your planning,
but in the surprising yield
of what you thought was wasted effort.

Stop trying to be efficient with mercy.
Let generosity embarrass
your careful budgets of compassion.
The kingdom grows by different math.

Go into a world that hoards and hedges,
and throw seed everywhere—
reckless as the God
who throws love at you.

And may the God who scatters grace without limit,
the Christ who falls into earth and rises bearing fruit,
and the Spirit who tends what we cannot see growing
go with you now and always.
Amen.

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Reflections for Later

Sharing God’s Word Together

For Newcomers

If you’re here wondering whether you belong, or whether any of this could possibly be for you, today’s story has something to say. Jesus tells of a sower scattering seed with what can only be called reckless generosity—on paths, on rocks, in thorns, in good soil. No careful calculations. No assessments of worthiness. Just seed flung everywhere, trusting something will grow.

Maybe you’ve been told—or told yourself—that faith is only for people who have it all figured out, who believe the right things, who’ve earned their place. This parable suggests otherwise. The sower doesn’t quiz the soil. Doesn’t demand the ground prove itself ready. Just scatters the seed and lets it fall where it falls. The extravagance isn’t in what grows. It’s in the scattering itself.

You don’t have to have answers to be here. You don’t have to feel ready or worthy or sure. The story says God is already at work, already scattering grace, already trusting that something in you—however small, however uncertain—might yet take root. Not because you’ve done everything right. Because God refuses to hoard the gift.

So if you’re still wondering whether this is for you, consider: the seed has already fallen. You’re already here. And that alone might be enough to start.

For Those Rooted in This Community

You know this parable. You’ve heard it dozens of times—the extravagant sower flinging seed with reckless abandon, the varied soil, the surprising harvest. You can probably recite the allegorical interpretation Jesus offers in verses 18-23, though we didn’t read it today. That familiarity is both gift and danger. Because when we know a text this well, we stop letting it unsettle us. We’ve already decided which soil we are. We’ve made our peace with the parable’s demand.

But here’s the question for those of us who’ve been around awhile: Have we become calculators instead of sowers? Do we measure worthiness before we scatter? The church of long memory can become the church of careful strategy—focusing resources on “good soil,” avoiding waste, maximizing return. We’ve learned to read balance sheets and attendance trends. We know which ministries produce results and which ones drain energy. And somewhere in all that wisdom, we may have lost the sower’s wild trust. We’ve started hoarding seed.

Jesus doesn’t celebrate the sower’s efficiency. He celebrates the sower’s excess. Seed on the path. Seed on rock. Seed among thorns. Everywhere, without discrimination, without pre-qualification. God’s abundance doesn’t ask our permission or wait for our strategic plan. It simply pours out, trusting that life will find a way.

Where have you stopped scattering because you decided the ground wasn’t worth it? What invitation have you withheld? What welcome have you calculated away? And what would it mean for you—with all your years of faith, all your accumulated knowledge—to recover the sower’s extravagant, impractical trust?

For Churches Without a Pastor

The sower in Jesus’ parable doesn’t calculate. Doesn’t sort soil before scattering. Doesn’t hoard seed for the most promising ground. The sower throws it everywhere — path, rocks, thorns, good soil — trusting abundance over efficiency. When a congregation finds itself without a settled pastor, the temptation is to believe the seed has stopped falling, that the sower has moved on to more fertile fields. But the parable says otherwise. The Word is already among you. The Spirit is already scattering gifts through every conversation in the fellowship hall, every prayer whispered in hospital rooms, every question asked around kitchen tables. You are not waiting for ministry to arrive. You are already doing it.

This time without a single voice at the front reveals something the church often forgets: God scatters grace through the whole body, not just the pulpit. The seed falls where teenagers serve communion for the first time with trembling hands. It falls where a retired teacher leads Bible study, where someone grieving sits with someone newly diagnosed, where the council argues through budget and discernment and discovers they’ve been praying all along. Your vacancy is not barren ground. It is the field where God is already growing things you won’t see for years — deeper ownership of faith, unexpected leaders, discoveries about what truly matters.

Yes, it’s hard. Yes, you’re tired. Yes, you wonder if you’re doing it right. But notice what Jesus doesn’t say in this parable: he doesn’t say the seed only grows when professionals are watching. He doesn’t say thorny seasons prove God has given up. He says the sower keeps scattering, keeps trusting the harvest to come from unlikely places. You have each other. You have the Spirit who moves between you. You have the Word that doesn’t need credentials to take root. You have two thousand years of witnesses who learned to follow Jesus without knowing what came next. That’s more than enough soil for God to work with. Keep scattering. Keep trusting. The harvest is already rising.

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Written by Rev. Matthew J. Skolnik unless otherwise noted. All rights reserved.

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Resource Details

Date: July 12, 2026

Scripture: Genesis 25:19-34

Theme: Where the Seed Falls (Psalm 119:105-112, Genesis 25:19-34, Matthew 13:1-9)

Lectionary: RCL Year A

Scripture on this page is from The Shared Word Translation (SWT), an ongoing translation project within ChurchCommons.org.