“In the appointed seasons, His majesty sends rain upon your garden without measure. Only be faithful, even unto death, in the tilling of thy soil. So also, now cast forth your precious seed upon the ground. For I tell you that in due season you will reap a harvest, and descendants of all nations shall feed upon the produce of your labour.”
On many waters now cast your bread— bread descended from the portals of Heaven. Across the fields and through every storm cast your seed now upon fallow ground. Then with your face between your knees, fear not the silence of the desert for out of distant seas clouds shall again rise up to Heaven to receive its breath and the seed which you have planted will receive its blessing and ripen for the healing of many nations.