The parable of the wheat and the weeds…

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Radiant Morning

In the 13th chapter of Matthew Christ gives the parable of the wheat and the weeds.  “The kingdom of heaven may be compared to someone who sowed good seed in his field; but while everybody was asleep, an enemy came and sowed weeds among the wheat.”

“Master did you sow good seed in your field?” his servants asked.  “An enemy has done this,” the Master replied.  “Should we gather the weeds?” the servants questioned.  “No, in gathering the weeds you would uproot the wheat along with them.  Let both grow until harvest, the reapers will collect the weeds and burn them, the wheat will be stored in my barn.”

The Master of the house in this parable is God, the seed sown is the word of God and the servants are us – his disciples.  The enemy if the devil who sows weeds in this parable and lies in our lives.  Under the cover of nightfall, when we aren’t watching, when we are at our most vulnerable is when Satan preys upon us.  Sowing the seeds of hate, discontent, anger jealousy, envy and greed.

He is the great sower of lies.  You’re not good enough, you don’t measure up and you won’t gain approval from those from whom you seek it the most.  Those are just a few examples, there are thousands more.  The grain in this parable has to compete with the weeds in order to survive.
Our spiritual’s lives and Christ’s church are the same.  Competing with vacations, ball games, camping, fishing, enjoying the summer weather and on and on.

The weeds, those things that don’t bear fruit, will be gathered up and thrown into the fire.  The good seed, that which produces a harvest of 30, 60 or a hundredfold will be stored up in the treasure of heaven.

Pastor Shawn – Seymour UMC

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Dance – #DailyHaikuChallenge

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Dance of Golden Light

Shimmering into the Calm

Awakening Life

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Day 268 / 365

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Amid – #DailuHaikuChallenge

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Amid the Stillness

Among the Sparkles of night

The Hush Reaches out

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Day 267 / 365

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#FridayFantasy – The Life of a Legionnaire

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Blaylscith scattered in all directions through puddles of murky, gray water as a battalion of mud-spattered Legionnaires tramped into the bustling encampment.  Straggling behind the main group and panting with over-exertion, a second unit followed closely, but unlike the former, who marched in unison and carried their weapons with strength and purpose; those who followed were ragged and in visible disarray.  Many of these bore scars that stood out in vivid contrast against their pallid complexions and others nursed fresh wounds; a testament to their harrowing existence, which was exemplified when the unit came to a halt and many stragglers stumbled or nearly collapsed out of fatigue.

When the battalion of Demonfey ahead of them stopped, they stamped the ends of their spears into the ground or clapped their swords against shields as they voiced a growling, unified exclamation that echoed along the bleak way and sent shivers of fear through any who heard them.

“Raah!”   These were the Legionnaires of the Realm; fiercely loyal to their Centurion and vicious of nature, not only in battle, but with any who crossed them.  Their uniforms were spattered by the mud of the road, but they were in good repair; made of finely worked leathers treated with oil to repel water, and their weapons were fashioned of exceptionally-wrought steel by skilled Dlalth hands in the forges of Vrasduuhl, the centermost and chief city of the Uunglarda.

In contrast to this disciplined, brutally efficient regiment, those who followed behind were under-nourished, poorly equipped with second-hand, over-utilized weapons, and wore clothing that had been repeatedly patched, were soaked through from the pouring rain and distinctly unclean.  These were Legionnaires who had been forced to undertake their oaths of service after years of harsh punishments and deprivation.  They were the insignificant and the irrelevant; the expendable vanguard who would suffer the greatest number of injuries and fatalities before the highly-trained, ferocious Demonfey ever stepped onto the field of battle.

As icy rain leeched down in heavy torrents, the battalion of Demonfey were rapidly processed and sent off toward the tent where hearty provisions awaited them.  The remaining Legionnaires were left standing in the downpour with little thought to their comfort or the fact that several had fallen out of utter exhaustion.  Lying in the pooling rain, their needs were ignored by those standing round them.  They were all fully cognizant of the fact that any display of compassion would only result in further torment or punishment, but although they were weary beyond measure and, in spite of the fact that some had not eaten for days, they stood in the downpour with grim, mute endurance and waited.

Long after the Legionnaires of the Realm had enjoyed a satisfying meal, one of the Captains returned to those still waiting in the rain, who were now shivering violently from weariness and exposure to the elements.  Compelling them to undergo an inspection, the Captain first released only those who were still able to follow his instructions while he callously ignored those who had fallen or who could no longer force themselves to obey.  Sending the first group off to the provisions tent to scavenge whatever food and drink might remain, the Captain then summoned one of his Lieutenants who carried a barbed lash.  Mercilessly, he stalked through those few who remained hunched against the deluge, handing them the lash and forcing them to beat those who had fallen until they scrabbled, wailing, to their feet.  Only when all the remaining nonessential Legionnaires were once again standing, did the Captain give consent for them to join the others in search of any provisions that might yet remain.

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This is a snippet from book three of the Dark Fey Trilogy, Breaking Into The Light.  It is an unexpected insight into the life of a Dark Fey Legionnaire.  Book three of the series is filled with shifting perspectives as both sides learn to See each other as they truly are, opening the portal trust and, ultimately………

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~Morgan~

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#FridayFantasy – Mirror Mirror – #DailyHaikuChallenge

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Mirror Mirror

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Mirror on the Wall

Lie to me and you may Fall

Bad Luck for us both!

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Day 266 / 365

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#FridayFantasy – Red – #DarkNurseryRhymes

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Red

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Once upon a Mythic Rhyme,

Mishap met with duplicitous crime,

Beneath her satin crimson hood,

Ferocity feigning where Purity Stood;

Little Red, laughing dryly,

Wolfish smile, shining wryly!

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#FridayFantasy – Phantom

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Sepheroth

Phantom dressed in the robes of Night
Ethereal Dream Beguiling my Sight
Holding my Gaze
While the room round us Sways
Spectacle Gleaming in Shadows and Light!

Phantom Staring with Unspoken Need
Transient Dream Of Intrepid Deed
Engendering Sighs
Without Ruse or Guise
Unleash Your Magic of Fervent Greed!

Phantom Waiting in Silent Contemplation
Whispering Dream Without Cessation
Standing, Waiting,
Blatantly Debating,
Awaken the Phantoms of Dulcet Predation!

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Admittedly a bit of a switch for me from the typical light, bright and beautiful, but where there is light….

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Restful Place – #DailyHaikuChallenge

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Place of Quietness

Repose for the Mind and Soul

Restful place of Sighs

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Day 265 / 365

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Glaring – #SixWordStories

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Truth’s glare was blinding.  Borrowed shades.

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~Morgan~

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Lost – #MicroFiction

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In the hollow darkness, nothing felt real.  I stood for a protracted moment, waiting for my eyes to adjust while listening with strangely heightened senses for the sound that had led me there.  Nothing. Not a single vibration shook the stillness; not the faintest hint of a whisper; nor even the softest sigh. Nothing.  The wilting shadows held me captive without chains or manacles, a prisoner within myself, standing alone in absolute nothingness.  Then it happened, and all was Lost.  My roommate switched on the light.

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~Morgan~

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Echo – #Poetry #Inspired by #Music

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In the Spiraling Depths of Time,

Beyond the Chaos of Life Surrounding,

An Echo Peals,

Like Lark’s Song at Daytide,

Calling to All,

Singing for One.

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In the Whirlwind of Autumnal Descent,

Falling like Auburn and Russet Tones, Dancing,

An Echo Tolls,

Falling like Auburn and Russet Tones, Dancing,

An Echo Tolls,

Like a distant bell, Heralding Hearts,

Entrancing All,

Ringing for One.

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In the Hush of Midnight’s Magic,

Under the Caress of an Alluring Breeze,

An Echo Repeats,

Like the Cadence of a Summer Night,

Enticing All,

Whispering for One.

~Morgan~

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.The Music and Muse category by Morgan shares Poetry and the Music which Inspired it.

Beautiful Original Music by: Adrian von Ziegler

Soar – #DailyHaikuChallenge

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When chaos ensues

Trying to drown your Spirit

Soar about the Tides

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Day 264 / 365

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