“A sower went out to sow. And as he sowed, some seed fell on the path, and birds came and ate it up. Some fell on rocky ground, where it had little soil. It sprang up at once because the soil was not deep, and when the sun rose it was scorched, and it withered for lack of roots. Some seed fell among thorns, and the thorns grew up and choked it.”
Picture rocky terrain.
Have you ever felt like that “rocky ground”—cold, impenetrable?
What might have caused that feeling in you?
Heritage word—“As for those trials you experience in your prayer, I am not worried about them, and I hope you are not worried either. These times are precious in the eyes of faith.”
(St. Julie Billiart, Spiritual Mother of the Sisters of Notre Dame)