It seemed God said to me: 'Listen, while I tell you a story; a sower went out to sow'
'I know that one'
'No you don't, this is a different one. A sower went out to sow, with a bag of mixed seeds.'
'He wasn't Jewish then?'
'No, he wasn't Jewish... And yes, he threw them around and some fell on the path, some in the thorns, but that's that not we are interested in here.
'So, we have a variety of plants all growing on the good soil. They are there because they have different tendencies, different gifts. There's the one that gives off a chemical that discourages the birds from visiting too closely. There's another that fertilises the soil. There's another that protects from insects. And then there's the crop itself - whose only call is to bring out the fruit the farmer mainly wants. But the other plants are of value in themselves, and their fruit, their seeds, make the next generation of the mixed crop.
'And so it is with the church: some I call to bring forth fruit alone, but others I charge with responsibility to resist the enemy, or feed the plants. If all are not present, are not doing what I call them to, then the crop will be far less productive than it should be. I have called ALL my children to service in a variety of ways; do not assume that your gifts are the only important ones, do not assume that others of my children are not doing my will. But rather seek to find your gifting, and be open to something that seems very new, for my church in the West is sickly from damage done because ministries are missing.
'My children, I seek to restore my church as I desire it; never be satisfied with what is there now.
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