Workers for the vineyard

The agronomist inspects the vineyard

The fields are high and summer’s days are few: green fields have turned to gold. The time is here for the harvesting for gathering home into barns.

The harvest is plenty; labourers are few. Come with me into the fields. Your arms may grow weary; your shoes will wear thin. Come with me into the fields.

The seeds were sown by other hands than yours; nurtured and cared for they grew. But those who have sown will not harvest them, the reaping will not be their care.

Matthew 20:1-16

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