Seventh Sunday of Summer

Gospel Reading

​​Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where rust and worms gnaw, and thieves search and steal. For where your treasure is, there is your heart. You cannot serve two Masters: for you will love the one and hate the other. You cannot serve God and Mammon. That is why I say to you: do not worry about your life, how you will eat, nor about your body, or how you will live. Is not life more than food and the body more than clothing? Look at the birds of the air, they neither sow nor eat, nor gather in barns. And your Heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not closer to the Father than they? Which of you by his industry could add an advantage to his state? And the garment, why do you worry about it? See the lily of the field as it thinks: it neither toils nor spins. But I tell you, Solomon in all his glory did not live like one of them. As for the grass of the field, which is today, and tomorrow will be thrown in the hay, God made it so made it so, and how much more you, man of little faith? Do not worry saying: What shall we eat? What shall we drink? Or how shall we dress? The hylics worry about these things, but your Heavenly Father knows that you need them. Seek ye first the kingdom of heaven and righteousness, and the rest shall be added unto you.

‘From a garden in Visby on Gotland in Sweden’ by Elisabeth Schiøtt (1856–1938).