Good Morning All,
There once was a branch on an apple
tree. It always produced the largest,
sweetest apples on the tree. The apples
were always plentiful and easy to reach.
One day a group of moths landed on the branch and began speaking to the
branch. The moths told the branch how
important he was. They told him that the
tree would be nothing without him. No
other branch produced as good fruit as he did.
(Meanwhile, the moths laid their eggs on the branch where it was hooked
to the tree.)
The branch began to think that it was very
important. The moths were right, it
thought. None of the other branches
produced near the fruit that this branch did.
Without him this tree would not produce much fruit at all. (Meanwhile, the eggs had hatched, and the
larvae were beginning to eat through the bark.)
So, the branch began to demand that the
tree listen to what it wanted. It wanted
to choose what other branches were part of the tree. It wanted to decide which type of apple it produced. It demanded to produce apples when it felt
like it. It wanted to go its own
way. It began to think that it didn’t
need the tree. After all, its fruit was
the best of the tree. (Meanwhile, the
larvae had burrowed most of the way through the branch.)
Soon the branch didn’t want to be with the
tree. It even wondered if the tree could
possibly survive without the branch being attached. Then one day a storm came along. The wind blew harder than ever. The tree stood tall, and the other branches
waved in the wind. But the branch that
had the best apples snapped and fell to the ground. No big deal though the branch; now we will
see who needs who.
Soon the leaves on the branch began to
wilt. The apples that were on the branch
began to rot. The branch dried up and
soon was tossed in the fireplace to heat the house in the cold of winter. Meanwhile, the tree stood tall and
strong.
In the spring, many different branches
began to produce large and sweet apples.
The tree stood tall, and the apples were sweet and large on all the
branches. The tree really didn’t need
the branch, but the branch became ash without the tree.
We are the branch. God feeds and gives us the nourishment to
produce fruit. Think of all the great
things that God has given you. Think of
the talents and skills you have; all are gifts from God. Without God, we are but something to be
thrown into the fire. We need to be
connected to God just as the branch needs the tree. His love and grace are our only hope.
Dearest
Father, without you we are lost. All
that we have is from you. Through you we
produce all the fruit that we have. All
that we are, all that we receive, all that there is, is a gift from your
benevolent hand. Guard us with your
Spirit. In Jesus’ precious name we pray,
amen.
God’s Peace,
Pastor Bret
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