Good Soil Produces a Godly Soul

When my heart grows dull

When my ears can barely hear

When my eyes are closed

I will not see God as He is

His sown seeds of love, joy, and peace

Will fall on barren soil

And will not grow.

Barren soil where the seed can’t germinate

Packed down and rocky so no root can grow

Filled with thorns of the cares of the world

Filled with thorns of the deceitfulness of riches

The sacred seed is chocked and cannot produce

God cannot find a hospitable heart

To come and dwell in.

Good soil will produce a Godly soul

It is broken up and unpacked

So roots can grow deep and strong

It replaces the cares of the world with hope

It removes the thorns of deceit with trust

Opening the way for God to come

And dwell within.

A Godly soul consists of

A heart that is hospitable

Ears that hear and understand

Eyes that perceive a clear vision

Of who God really is

And welcomes Him to come

And dwell within.