Fruit Out Of Season

Fruit Out Of Season

Fruit Out Of Season

While watering the vines the other day I noticed a cluster of grapes which wouldn’t be any big deal except that this is the dormant season (see post from 12/29/16). My immediate thought was that this is a confirmation of that previous post – God is always at work even when things appear lifeless /dormant. My reflection on the appearance of this fruit out of season continued. Q: Where does fruit grow? A: Only on new branches where the old has been pruned. Q: Have these vines been pruned? A: No, not until February. Q: Then what is this fruit doing here? A: That branch must have been broken and this is the new one growing out of the broken place. Q: Jim, are you getting this? A: Yes. Unless a seed falls to the ground and dies, it remains but a single seed. But if it dies it produces a crop . . . more fruit.

I don’t know when or how that branch broke. I might have been careless when mowing close to the vine or it might have been a stray ball thrown by a grandchild or simply a strong wind. Stuff happens and things break. There is a pruning that happens even out of season. But the promise is always in season. It is a principle built into the kingdom where God rules: Life out of death, wholeness out of brokenness, new from old. Call it redemption. Call it resurrection! When God is at work; when grace is applied, never be surprised by fruit even if it seems out of season. “He makes everything beautiful in its own time.” Ecclesiastes 3: 11a

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  1. This speaks volumes to me Jim. I’ve seen the fruit in my life from the regular gleanings in my faith. But now I am seeing the cluster growing from the branch the curve ball of Mason’s death broke off of me. It is a cluster of hope and joy, springing out of what I thought would always be barren. The colors are wonderful, and are adding much needed nourishment to the Rose, which has been left in the garden of our care. Thank for your words, your time, and your love of God that spills over onto our lives.

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