The Vine

He is divine

And he is the vine

And through

The winepress

He turns water

Into wine

 

And saves

The best

Until last

 

He is the vine

The earth his vineyard

And we are the fruit

Of his labor

 

St. John 15:1

“I am the true vine…”

 

Revelation 14:15

“…Thrust in thy sickle, and reap: for the time is come for thee to reap; for the harvest of the earth is ripe.”

 

Revelation 14:18

“…Thrust in thy sharp sickle, and gather the clusters of the vine of the earth; for her grapes are fully ripe.”

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Labor of Love

What about the fruit

 

If we eat it too early

Before it is ripe

It will make us sick

 

If we wait too long

The fruit will rot

And fall off the tree

 

We reap when the fruit is ripe

And the tree is full

Then it will nourish us and sustain us

 

It takes me right back to the garden

In the beginning

 

The fruit never fell

From the tree of knowledge

She picked the fruit

And ate it

And at that instant

She gave rise to a savior

                       

The act of love

Brings to fruition

The object of love

 

We are the fruit

Of the labor of love