Plows Upon My Back

Neville's Inner Vision

Consider the scene as a portrait of your inner life. The plowers and their long furrows are not foes of the outer world but the habitual thoughts and memories that press upon your back, the sense of being measured, controlled, or judged. The LORD is righteous: he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked translates to this: your inner I AM, the self-aware presence you are, cuts apart the cords of past identity—fear, guilt, the belief that someone out there must dominate your fate. When you assent to I AM as your sole reality, the impression of attack dissolves, and the enemy loses power to shape your day. Let them be confounded: this is your decision to relinquish the drama of their hate by returning to your divine state. The grass on the housetops represents passing opinions that never bear fruit; you do not have to water them or gather them. In this conscious state, the mower does not fill his hands because you are not feeding the old tale; you are watering a new inner soil, and harvest comes from within, without struggle.