In other words...

In the Thursday morning mailbox...

It's possible that we've misread the parable of the Sower...that we have it all backwards...reading it as a story about us, but what if we are wrong? What if it is not about us at all but truly about the sower? What if it is not about our own successes and failures and birds and rocks and thorns but about the extravagance of a sower who does not seem to be fazed by such concerns …. If this is really the parable of the Sower and not the parable of the different kinds of ground, then ...the focus is not on us and our shortfalls but on the generosity of our maker, the prolific sower who does not obsess about the condition of the fields, who is not stingy with the seed but who casts it everywhere, on good soil and bad, who is not cautious or judgmental or even very practical, but who seems willing to keep reaching into his seed bag for all eternity, covering the whole creation with the fertile seed of his truth. – Barbara Brown Taylor quoted by Fr. Richard Rohr in this morning's Meditations at CAC.

Maria Montessori, who brought us a different way to talk about education, was born 152 years ago yesterday, in Chiaravalle, Italy (1870).