Luke 8:11-15 NLT
 “This is the meaning of the parable: The seed is God’s word.  The seeds that fell on the footpath represent those who hear the message, only to have the devil come and take it away from their hearts and prevent them from believing and being saved.  The seeds on the rocky soil represent those who hear the message and receive it with joy. But since they don’t have deep roots, they believe for a while, then they fall away when they face temptation.  The seeds that fell among the thorns represent those who hear the message, but all too quickly the message is crowded out by the cares and riches and pleasures of this life. And so they never grow into maturity.  And the seeds that fell on the good soil represent honest, good-hearted people who hear God’s word, cling to it, and patiently produce a huge harvest.
This parable (Luke 8:4-10) Jesus told started with a farmer. I used to think the farmer was God, who seems to know little about farming. I mean, why would one scatter seeds at random? Isn’t one suppose to study, evaluate, clear and cultivate the soil first before planting seeds in it? Then I realize the farmer is a believer. The seed is His word and we are the ones who apparently need to study Agriculture 101.
Looking at the illustration of the four types of ground, I was a footpath. Hard, dense, compacted and most probably impermeable. Nothing good would grow on me, except grass and weeds. Been walked on or driven over by heavy carriages, I was insensitive. Heat, cold, rain turned me into a couldn’t-care-less type of guy. Any good thing that would fall on me, would simply be blown away. Sometimes being a footpath, I wasn’t flat and steady, I made people stumble. Or when I’m covered with mud, people slipped.
Now, I’m a believer and a pastor. How did I turn into good soil? Well, another farmer came along. And then another. These guys kept on scattering the seed. And for the seed to grow in me, I had to go through a transformation. I was cultivated. Apparently, the field is growing. Footpaths had to give way for the expansion. There were times I tried to hold on being a footpath, destiny had to use a jackhammer.
God was patient with me. When the footpath eventually became open ground, I needed to be softened up. The cultivation process was slow and long. The seed finally germinated and took roots. Somebody watered me. Someone put fertilizers on me. Others kept the bugs away. Until I grew and started bearing fruit.
Now that I’m also a farmer, I realize it is a good thing we don’t know much about farming. Clearing the field and turning a footpath, rocky or thorny grounds into good soil are God’s job. We simply have to obey the One who owns the field. Scatter the seed. Sow. Our job is to keep on spreading His word… And expect a huge harvest.