THE PUMPKIN PATCH PARABLE
Sometime I feel like I’m a pumpkin. Please don’t think it’s odd.
I’m growing in a pumpkin patch that’s planted there by God.
God picks me from the pumpkin patch and washes off the dirt.
Scoops out the seeds of sin and hate and anger, greed and hurt.
And then, to show how much I’m loved, God marks me with a sign
And opens up my eyes and mouth: all part of God’s design.
Then filled with light God sets me out for everyone to see,
SO, ALL THE PUMPKINS IN THE PATCH CAN SEE
GOD’S LOVE THROUGH ME.
(AS YOU CUT YOUR PUMPKIN PRAY THIS PRAYER)
Dear Jesus, As I carve my pumpkin, help me pray this prayer: Open my eyes so your Love I will see; I’m sorry for times I’ve turned up my nose at what you’ve given to me. Open my ears so your Word I will hear; Open my mouth to tell others you’re near. Let your light shine in all I say and do! AMEN