Dear Lord, rain is predicted all week.
The sky is a continuous gray.
If it isn’t raining, it’s a good time to weed
or stay inside and do housework.
I prefer weeding.
Lord, you spoke to leaving the tares
until the harvest, and you were talking
You never reached old age on this earth.
In old age, we are not surrounded
by a lot of temptation
except maybe over eating.
Keep us safe in your care, Lord.
We look forward to being more fully with you. Amen.
“’Let both of them grow together until the harvest; and at harvest time I will tell the reapers, Collect the weeds first and bind them into bundles to be burned, but gather the wheat into my barns.’”