+ 7th Sunday after Pentecost – July 12th, 2026 +
Series A: Isaiah 55:10-13; Romans 8:12-17; Matthew 13:1-9, 18-23
Beautiful Savior Lutheran Church
Milton, WA

In the Name of the Father and of the + Son and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.
When you travel through the Willamette Valley you’re suddenly surrounded by miles of fields of grass seed, hops, and hazelnuts. When you cross the Cascades into Central Washington you’re greeted by rolling hills of winter wheat, alfalfa, and barley. The scene is tranquil. Idyllic.
And yet among the fields of barley lies a battlefield. Beneath those amber waves of grain a battle rages. It’s a battle against time. Weather. Scorching sun. Soil and nutrients. Invasive insects below. Devouring birds from above. Weeds. Thorns. Thistles.
In a broken, fallen world, gardening and farming are more than an act of bearing fruit and food. These vocations are an act of hope and faith. A righteous rebellion against the devil’s chaos and corruption of God’s good creation.
In other words, it’s a miracle anywhere, anytime, anything grows and gives life.
The same is true when we turn our eyes and ears to Jesus’ parable of the Sower.
A sower went out to sow.
Jesus’ opening line is much more than descriptive storytelling; it’s a declaration of war. Jesus the Lion of Judah is one the move. The Kingdom of God in the flesh has landed and invaded his fallen creation; he’s come to bushwhack his way through thorns and thistles to save you.
And all the while he’s doing something good and gracious and unexpected. Wild even. The sower went out to sow.
Not in the perfect fertile Puyallup valleys. Not sparingly, not meagerly, not economically or efficiently. But prodigally. Abundantly. Graciously. Everywhere he went. Fists full of seeds. Hand after hand. Tossed out.
The seed is the Gospel of the kingdom. In a word the seed is Jesus, the promised Seed. Ever since Genesis 15 (and before the foundations of the world), God promised to sow his seed. To send His Son. And the seed of Christ is sown generously and graciously from Adam and Eve down to the Virgin Mary, where the Sower sows himself into his own creation and steps foot on the farm where the battle rages, and where he will be victorious.
Jesus is both the message and the messenger. He is the Word of God incarnate and He speaks the Word of God. He’s promised Seed and the Sower of the Seed of the Good News he bears and brings.
And yet, Jesus warns in his parable, not all is well on the farm. No sooner does the Sower sow his gracious seeds than they are surrounded on every side. Besieged. Embattled.
The devil crows his murderous lies into our ears and eyes and hearts and minds, trying his damnedest to snatch and devour and destroy everything everywhere wherever and whenever he can. To sow discord and division and death where our Lord has sown concord and communion and new creation. And then there’s the rocky soil. Sin-hardened hearts. Shallow faith with roots only as deep as our own thoughts and emotions. There are thorns and weeds that creep into our eyes, ears, hearts and minds through our glowing screens, through the cares of this world, through the love of unfruitful and unalive idols, those made for us and those we make for ourselves.
And it’s at this point of Jesus’ story that we might be tempted to sell the farm. Call it quits. In a broken world of weeds and thorns and rocky soil and where the devil crows his lies. Why not give up. Give in to despair. Lament that we’re not enough. There’s no good soil here.
And that part’s true. We’re not the good soil we think we are. Our hearts are a weed patch. Full of thorns and thistles. A rocky field. A stone-hard, death-cold dirt patch. You and I are not the good soil. That much is true.
If anything is going to grow here, in us. If the word of God is going to take root and live and thrive. It’s going to be a miracle.
So this is true as well. In fact it’s more true. Christ the Sower sows better life-giving seed than you do sin. Jesus is a greater, more generous and gracious Sower than you and I are sinners.
Christ the Sower is also Christ the Savior and Christ the Sanctifier. He hallows the rocky soil into good soil. He makes your heart, ears, and mind fertile soil for the word of God to land, take deep root, and flourish. He plows and tills and turns over the dirt and plants and protects and gathers his harvest.
He works repentance and forgiveness.
He buries us and makes us alive.
He takes our rocky heart of stone and makes us new, clean, restored, renewed, redeemed – holy ground. You, his holy people in his holy church are his victory garden. Rescued. Redeemed. Restored in his dying and rising.
Miraculous? You bet it is. Unexpected? Absolutely. Gracious and good? That’s how our Lord loves to operate.
When the Sower steps forth into the field of this world he marches forth into battle for you. He speaks his word and gives you life. He raises the dead. Brings light out of darkness. Saints out of sinners. Resurrection out of the grave. Good fruit and a bountiful harvest out of thorns and thistles.
This is how Jesus still works. Hiddenly. Lowly. Humbly. In weakness of words and water. In the unexpected. Grain from the field which is grinded down into flour and made into bread that is his body. Grapes from the vineyard that are gathered, crushed, poured out as wine that is his blood.
Jesus is the Seed and the Sower, sown and planted within the womb of Mary. He became smaller than a mustard seed. So that he might grow and live for you and then be buried and planted in the earth for you, having laid down his life for you. And then out of the earth he rose for you to bring the fruit of his salvation for you. It’s all a miraculous, gracious gift from our good and gracious Sower and Savior.
In the Name of the Father and of the + Son and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.


