Gospel of Matthew

The Parable of the Four Soils

The Parable of the Four Soils
Dr. Joelle Hathaway

Matthew 13:1-9, 18-23

That same day Jesus went out of the house and sat beside the sea. Such great crowds gathered around him that he got into a boat and sat there, while the whole crowd stood on the beach. And he told them many things in parables, saying: “Listen! A sower went out to sow. And as he sowed, some seeds fell on a path, and the birds came and ate them up. Other seeds fell on rocky ground, where they did not have much soil, and they sprang up quickly, since they had no depth of soil. But when the sun rose, they were scorched, and since they had no root, they withered away. Other seeds fell among thorns, and the thorns grew up and choked them. Other seeds fell on good soil and brought forth grain, some a hundredfold, some sixty, some thirty. If you have ears, hear!”

“Hear, then, the parable of the sower. When anyone hears the word of the kingdom and does not understand it, the evil one comes and snatches away what is sown in the heart; this is what was sown on the path. As for what was sown on rocky ground, this is the one who hears the word and immediately receives it with joy, yet such a person has no root but endures only for a while, and when trouble or persecution arises on account of the word, that person immediately falls away. As for what was sown among thorns, this is the one who hears the word, but the cares of this age and the lure of wealth choke the word, and it yields nothing. But as for what was sown on good soil, this is the one who hears the word and understands it, who indeed bears fruit and yields in one case a hundredfold, in another sixty, and in another thirty.”


Today we are going to be talking about soil; and at the very same time, we are going to be talking about our minds and imaginations. The activity of “cultivating” applies equally – quite poetically – to both. We have here in Matthew the very familiar parable of the sower; though perhaps is should be called more accurately “The Parable of Four Soils”.

Jesus says to the crowd, “a sower went out to sow, and lots of the seed did not find fertile ground and grow, or it germinated briefly but was not able to flourish. Some of the seed did find fertile ground, and in some places the soil was Excellent and the yield was 100 fold. In other places the soil was very good and the yield was 60 fold. In other places, the soil was pretty good and the yield was 30 fold.”

Jesus makes clear here that the seed is the Word of the kingdom of God. I love how this seed is spread indiscrimately. The sower does not focus their efforts merely on the excellent soil, but instead gives it away to all kinds of soils in all kinds of places. This is good news! Rejoice! The Word of God, Jesus Christ himself, is for all people.

The focus of this parable, though, is not on the seed or the sower. It is on the soils; it is a parable about reception, about receiving and bearing the fruit of the Kin-dom of God. Jesus describes four possible kinds of soils for us, that represent four different states of mind and heart.

The first three soils result in failed harvests:

1. The Path: The Word is not understood, so it is taken from us and has no effect.

2. The Rocky Soil: The Word is received with joy, and it takes root, but, alas, the roots of the Word are not deep enough to endure.

3. The Thorny Soil: Here the distractions of the world and money choke the Word of God out.

The Word is not able to grow and flourish in these three soils, or in people with these qualities of mind. Lets think for a min about why that might be:

The Path is too hard and inflexible, it has been treaded down solid – perhaps in our analogy between soil and mind, this is someone whose mind is made up. Nothing grows in the path because it is too compressed. Water rolls right off. Even if a plant springs up, it is crushed underfoot. There is no way into this ground.

The Rocky soil is too shallow – the quality of the soil might be fine, as we are told the seed germinates, but it is not deep enough or broad enough to sustain lasting and enduring growth. This is a mind that is perhaps open to be persuaded by new insights or welcomes different perspectives, but it does not go deep enough to bring forth fruitful and faithful action.

The Thorny Soil is too crowded – is obviously soil that can sustain an abundance of life – yet, it is not growing edibles but weeds. Thorns are rooted so deep and are so broadly plentiful in that there is no space for a new seed to grow, a new idea to flourish. This is a person who is distracted by life.

Then we have the fourth soil,

4. The Good Soil:

Jesus explains, “But as for what was sown on good soil, this is the one who hears the word and understands it, who indeed bears fruit”.

This soil or person hears the Word of God and, unlike the other three soils:

i. a) understands it,

ii. b) allows it to take deep root,

iii. c) grows and endures through the seasons, and

iv. d) bears fruit for harvest.

b. **the reception of the Word bears forth in growth, action, change. Good soil does not merely receive the seed, but creates the conditions for flourishing.

So obviously we want to be good soil; but what if we are not good soil? What if we are hard soil? Or shallow soil? Or crowded soil?

Something that I think can be overlooked in this passage is that the parable never says that the soil is destined to stay how it is described. As the gardeners and farmers in the room know, good soil can be cultivated.

It is slow, hard work. It depends on a multitude of other creatures and processes to assist the farmer’s or gardener’s efforts – the cycle of decay and renewal, the presence of bugs, worms and microbes breaking down organic materials, plants that add nutriance back into the soil, rainfall, and merely time. But it can be done.

I have a spot in my backyard, just under my kitchen window that is SOLID CLAY. Weeding this portion of the yard is tough and thus it is currently fully of weeds…because I have children. When it rains this section becomes a standing pond because the water does not penetrate easily.

Last fall, however, I did have one weekend to devote to a very small section of this clay. I spent two exhausting days digging up the bed, pulling out the seeming miles of weedy vines underground, sifting through it to pull up rocks, ammending the soil with manure. This summer, unlike the section right under my window, I have a three foot garden bed where my peonies are flourishing.

Similarly, this parable is calling the Christian disciple to do the hard work to become good soil. The Path need not stay compacted, the rocky soil can increase its depth, and the thorny soil can be weeded. Afterall, that is why Jesus calls us to become disciples, students; to learn and grow into his image by the power of the Spirit.

This summer we have been focusing on hearing God’s Word in New ways, but not just from this pulpit: we have also been doing individual work of plowing and tilling our imaginations to understand the implications of the gospel in light of the current racial and economic disparities in our country. Pastor Cogan, for example, just began a book study this last week on the book Caste. A group of you attended racial equity training. Many others have picked up a great variety of adult and children’s books from the Narthex.

This is an amazing start. It is timely for us, then, to hear this parable as the summer is coming to an end. In what condition is the ground of your mind and my mind? What will be the “harvest” of our congregation’s focused concern with race and racism? Will we have a harvest?

Will our congregation be like The Path, where these new perspectives “roll off like water on a rock?” Are we as a community compacted so tight that we cannot be opened up by new loves, new concerns? Will our congregation be like The Rocky ground where we receive these various books and sermons with joy, yet do not able to allow it to root deeply enough to endure over the long haul? Or will our congregation be like the Thorny Ground and eventually get distracted? Or bored? It is easy to feel fatigue wrestling with issues that feel impossibly large. Can we avoid it?

This summer is mainly about the first step towards becoming good soil – understanding this Word, hearing the gospel in voices from the margins, taking off the blinders of our minds and hearts. If by grace we are enabled to do this, we have successfully avoided become like the soil of The Path. We have been opened up and turned over, air and light and nutrients have been added in. But, will we allow it to penetrate deep into our community?

I have faith that if we continue to attempt to cultivate our minds, hearts and lives we can become good soil; this is because the grace of the Spirit to take our mere graspings and bear fruit for God’s kingdom. The Spirit of Christ is eager to partner with us in this truly life-long project. So when the books have been read and the summer class over, how do we continue to cultivate imaginations to be able to think expansively and inclusively from multiple perspectives? This will involve the typical suspects – volunteering, advocacy, voting, and serving our community – but it may also involve something you might not expect: stories.

I am a theologian by trade, and I research and teach various classes in theology, the arts, and the formation of the Christian imagination. Many theologians in my area of study have noted how our imagination is formed through many seemingly innocuous cultural habits and stories.

We become the people we are through the narratives we inhabit, the stories we tell ourselves about who we are, where we came from, and where we are going.

And the stories that most white North Americans inhabit are ordered by a white imagination; Even TV shows or books or movies that with characters of color may be reproducing a white racial ordering of the world – think of how so many of the black characters in TV or movies are treated as comic relief or as a support for the white hero.

So one answer to the question “what do we do when the books are read and the class is over?” is immerse yourself in the imagination of those who are not white.

There are non-white novelists, poets, painters, directors, and more that are producing excellent stories in every genera and media, from horror to romance to nature poetry to children’s books. Do you read poetry? Start reading the Black Indiana poet Ross Gay or Native American poet Joy Harjo. Do you like science fiction? Try reading Octavia Butler and other authors in Afrofuturism. Do you like visual art? Look up the monumental paintings of Kehinde Wiley who paints black subjects in epic and humanity-honoring images.

The deconstructive work that many of us have been doing is critically important – we need to take the blinders off to see the hurt and oppression in our society. But we also need stories about Black joy. Native American hope. Asian American Love. Indian American beauty. Pacific Islander flourishing. We need to hear, and see, and feel other people’s stories, to be able to imagine with them what a better future looks like for all.

Jesus calls us to imitate good soil: to receive God’s word, to tend it over the long haul, to improve our minds and hearts so that the Kingdom of God is embodied in our actions, our community, and our stories.

A Mission for Today

A Mission for Today
Pastor Cogan

Matthew 9:35-10:8

Then Jesus went about all the cities and villages, teaching in their synagogues and proclaiming the good news of the kingdom and curing every disease and every sickness. When he saw the crowds, he had compassion for them because they were harassed and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd. Then he said to his disciples, “The harvest is plentiful, but the laborers are few; therefore ask the Lord of the harvest to send out laborers into his harvest.”

Then Jesus summoned his twelve disciples and gave them authority over unclean spirits, to cast them out, and to cure every disease and every sickness. These are the names of the twelve apostles: first, Simon, also known as Peter, and his brother Andrew; James son of Zebedee and his brother John; Philip and Bartholomew; Thomas and Matthew the tax collector; James son of Alphaeus and Thaddaeus; Simon the Cananaean and Judas Iscariot, the one who betrayed him.

These twelve Jesus sent out with the following instructions: “Do not take a road leading to gentiles, and do not enter a Samaritan town, but go rather to the lost sheep of the house of Israel. As you go, proclaim the good news, ‘The kingdom of heaven has come near.’ Cure the sick; raise the dead; cleanse those with a skin disease; cast out demons. You received without payment; give without payment.


No city was too big, no village too small, no sickness too strong. Jesus makes it look and sound all so easy. It makes me wonder, did he ever get tired? When he laid down at night, did his feet hurt and blister from all the walking? Was his throat hoarse from all the teaching and talking? So far in Matthew Jesus has been hard at work: healing, teaching, setting people free from demons, but we don’t get to hear details about what he was thinking or feeling. Afterall, it is kinda hard to get that when someone else is telling the story.

Yet, today we get a little insight! From town to town and city to city, a crowd of people followed Jesus, waiting to hear the teachings, to see the healings, hoping they themselves might be on the receiving end. And as Jesus went to more towns, did more miracles, taught in more synagogues, the crowd grew larger and larger. 

Jesus turned, saw the crowd and we’re told: “he had compassion for them, because they were harassed and helpless”. That word compassion literally means “to be moved in one’s bowels”, to be stirred up in one’s insides. Jesus saw their hurt, he likely smelled the stench of their struggle, heard the desperation in their cries. The sight, the sound, the scent; it was gut wrenching for Jesus. He felt the pressure to do something about it all and so he instructed his disciples to pray…”the harvest is plentiful, but the laborers are few. So ask the Lord of the harvest to send out laborers”.

It’s nothing new to hear Jesus give instructions on how to pray or what to say, but what I love about this prayer is that immediately Jesus gathered his disciples to send them out into the harvest. 

Jesus prays and then answers his own prayer. As Pope Francis says, “Pray for the hungry. And then you go feed them. That’s how prayer works.” And that is exactly what Jesus did. Once gathered, Jesus equipped the disciples with authority and instructed them to do all the things they have seen him do: proclaim the good news, cure the sick, raise the dead, cleanse the lepers, cast out demons; all works of healing and setting free. 

We often say that the church began at Pentecost, but there is a pretty strong case to be made that when Jesus calls, equips, and sends out these disciples to continue his ministry, that’s when the church began. 

It is curious though that the disciples are not permitted to go to Gentile or Samaritan areas. Are they not worth healing or setting free? No, quite the opposite in fact. The last words Jesus says in Matthew are “go therefore, making disciples of all nations”, expanding and overriding the limitations he set here. It’s as if Jesus is saying “start with where and with whom you know best. Soon your call will be to the ends of the earth, but not yet.” And so with clear instructions and well equipped, the disciples set out to heal and to set free. 

This story confronts us with many questions: What sights and sounds and sensations fill you with compassion? Who are the harassed and helpless of today? Would you agree with Jesus that still today the harvest is plentiful but the laborers are few?

Perhaps most of all, this story made me ask the question, if Jesus were to summon us today, call us by name, gather us into one place, and then send us out: what would be our mission? 

What authority have we been given? At first, I wanted to say that it would have to be a mission different from that of the disciples, I mean we aren’t really tasked with casting out unclean spirits or curing every disease and every sickness. We leave the latter up to nurses and doctors and as for “unclean spirits”, that sounds a bit like religious fanaticism or crazy talk.

Yet, are there not unclean spirits that harass and oppress in the world still today? Is not racism or poverty or homophobia still at work, hurting our neighbors? Absolutely they are. I just read a report on the rise of violent and hateful acts toward LGBTQ people and communities including armed protest, online harassment, and bomb threats. Poverty in Central Indiana has been on the rise since 1970, especially in black and brown neighborhoods. And while this is anecdotal, our phones have been ringing off the hook with people asking for groceries or gas cards, many for the first time.

As for racism, there is too much that could be said. Last week, I attended the Interrupting Racism Workshop that Pastor Mark set up as a part of his sabbatical. 10 P.I.M will be going over the course of the summer. It was an intense two days that showed the historical and current damage and divisions caused by racism. In Francia’s class on “How the Word is Passed”, we’ve begun learning just how whitewashed our history has been, revealing that the unclean spirit of racism still dwells in our societal systems, our cities, and even ourselves.

For that reason, I largely agree with Washington Gladden who said the most important mission of the church to society is “the reconciliation of races. [what] must be done is to take this chaotic mass of dissimilar, discordant, suspicious, antipathetic racial elements and blend them into unity. The first Christians had a task of this nature on their hands; bring[ing] together in one fellowship Jews and Gentiles. But that was a pastime compared with the herculean labor entrusted to us,--the bringing together of whites and blacks. It is the task of the nation; but the church of Jesus Christ is charged with the business of furnishing the sentiments and ideas by which it may be accomplished.”

Washington Gladden is known as the father of the social gospel movement and the author of the hymn we sing next. He wrote that quote in 1908, more than 100 years ago, and yet here we are.

We have been doing work around racism for a while now. It’s easy to feel overwhelmed or to feel like we’ve talked about it enough. After all, what’s the point? If New Pal is 97-98% white, then the chance or likelihood of Cross of Grace being a racially diverse place is rather low. This is true. But New Pal and Hancock County are growing. Census data says this area has grown 20% in the last 10 years, and all the construction and development I pass on my way here each day tells me that this trend will only increase. 

So as this area grows and does diversify, hopefully we will be a place well equipped to welcome and support our black and brown neighbors. Yet I wonder if even more than that, what if the point of all this talk on racism, our proximity to it, learning the history, reading the books, attending the workshops etc, is not to gather in all folks of color into our fold, but rather to be sent out as missionaries, as apostles of Jesus to cast out the unclean spirit of racism in the places we know best: ourselves, our homes, our families, our work, our neighborhoods, our schools, our communities, our town.

When we do that, we are proclaiming the good news that God’s kingdom of justice and mercy has come near. Such a mission is difficult no doubt. You may feel like you don’t know where to begin or what to say or do. Which means, one of the missions of this place is to equip one another for this work. 

That’s why we do the workshops, book studies, adult forums, and occasionally even sermons. Because Christ has chosen us as his co-workers: gathered, equipped, and sent to cast out unclean spirits, wherever they are at work, but especially in the places and among the people we know best. 

Yet as Jesus said, the harvest is plentiful, but the laborers are few. So ask the Lord to send out laborers, and then go cast out those unclean spirits. Amen