"Be you changed while you may: turn up with the plow the hard ground, cast the stones out of the field, pluck up the thorns out of it. Be loathe to retain that hard heart, from which the word of God may quickly pass away and be lost. Be loathe to have that lightness of soil, where the root of charity can take no deep hold. Be loathe to choke the good seed which is sown in you by my labors, with the lusts and the cares of this world. For it is the Lord who sows; and we are only His labourers. But be you the 'good ground.'"