Christ, faithful Sower, scattering the good seed, God's word of promise, full of truth and grace: give us, your people, courage, strength, and wisdom, that we may serve you in this time and place. Where stony hatred makes the heart's soil barren, may we sow love that roots in hidden earth; where thorns of doubt, despair, and discord threaten, help us bring faith, new hope, and peace to birth. Teach us discernment as the quickened seeds sprout, when weeds and good plants have together grown, to tell temptations from the worth they mimic, to seek your purpose rather than our own. Gird us with patience when no harvest ripens, lest we despair and think our labors vain; though it seem slow, your word of life will prosper: seed-time at length will yield abundant grain.