My wife and I celebrated our last anniversary in a delightful little bed
and breakfast set amongst the vineyards near Erie, Pennsylvania. At that
time of year, the vines were covered in vibrant leaves, along with the
tiny nubbins of what would later in the season be a bountiful harvest of
luscious grapes, and that first evening as we walked amongst the vines,
we were blessed by a the spectacular view of a radiant sunset over Lake
Erie.
How different it would have been if the vines had been
bare. Vines, after all, have only one purpose: to develop
unforgettably-exquisite fruit.
Such fruit doesn't grow without
effort, however. Vineyards have to be cared for in order for them to
produce quality fruit. And one of the most undesirable tasks of
caretaking is pruning, which generally happens in the coolest months of
the winter season. That is no unpleasant task, as it's certainly quite
cold at that time of the year in the Northern regions of North America!
Trimming involves cutting off the long, dry vines in order to
stimulate new growth for the spring. It is also done to avoid breakage
due to overbearing weight of the fruit as it ripens, and during pruning,
branches that produce no fruit at all are cut off and thrown into a
bonfire.
It is clear that vines would never be able to produce
quality grapes by themselves. They need to depend on their caretaker,
their gardener. In addition, their branches would never be able to
produce fruit if they were not attached or grafted into the vine. In
other words, the abundant fruit of a vine depends not only on the
caretaker, but also on the vine!
If we wonder why we are not
producing any quality fruit ("But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy,
peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and
self-control." Gal 5:22-23 NIV) Would it be possible that this is due
to our attempts to be in control of our lives?
"Oh Lord help us
to rely solely on you. Our own efforts are pitiful at best. Only in you
can we experience real growth."
It sure is a delight to savor
exquisite grape juice with a view of a gorgeous sunset amongst the
vines.
Rob Chaffart