Tuesday, June 30, 2015

FRUIT PICKING

You have to watch The Little Man like a hawk.  What is that old saying, “He is trouble waiting to happen?”  The two big brothers have arrived at the place in life where you can, for the most part, trust them to not climb the outside of the stair railing, not stand on the kitchen bar, not climb ladders, not play with power equipment, not put the key in the car and start it, and an entire list of other DO NOT’s that The Little Man has tried. 



The latest thing he has tried is to eat the ornamental peppers I am growing at my house.  It seems the reason they are ornamental is they are SO HOT—they will burn the inside of your mouth.  I have snatched one from his hand multiple times and even caught him trying to put it into his mouth.  Something tells me if he ever bit down, that would be his last pepper picking excursion.

There are a number of ornamental fruit trees.  Crab apples, plums, and pears are examples of trees that bear fruit, sometimes in limited quantity which is good for the trash can only.  The fruit is not desirable to eat and of poor quality.  So we have trees that often bloom beautifully, but produce inedible fruit.

The Word talks about Believers being known by their fruit. 

"You will know them by their fruits. Grapes are not gathered from thorn bushes nor figs from thistles, are they? 17"So every good tree bears good fruit, but the bad tree bears bad fruit.…
Matthew 7: 16-17

And then we might ask, what fruit are we to bear?

But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control;
Galatians 5:22-23

The question then arises, are we ornamental trees bearing no edible fruit, or are we bearing the fruit of the Spirit?  Are we dressed in all the trappings of a fruit tree, but for show only?  Does my fruit bear out who I say I am?  Am I bearing fruit which carries the sweet aroma of Jesus?  Deep questions for me to ponder.


10 comments:

  1. Beautiful! We have to be fruit inspectors so we can discern what could possibly harm us. Love it!!

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    1. And finally your comment shoes up ! I'm a happy blogger today!
      Blessings, Sweet Friend

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  2. Very deep thoughts. Beautiful friend...and I betcha if he were to ever bite into those, he would never do it again, wink. Have a lovely day, Lulu. Blessings

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    1. I know, Linda, but hate to hear that screaming!
      Blessings Dear Friend!

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  3. I'm surprised you had a few minutes to write since your eyes are peeled for his slightest move!

    I had 3 out of the 7 little ones here last week ... and one of them MUST jump from any and all high-er places ... porch railings were her favorites this time.

    ;-}

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    1. So you understand, Linda! Writing comes after bed time ! LOL!
      Blessings, Friend!

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  4. God wants Spiritual fruits. Not religious nuts.

    Too many people these days take religion to extremes. Personally, I blame it all on Adam and Eve. Do you realise that if God told them not to eat brocolli the chances are we would not be in the mess we're in today! Anyway, why should I carry Adam and Eve's original sin? I've enough trouble with my own.

    You must be a wonderful Gran, Lulu, looking after the little ones and making sure they don't get into trouble.

    (Thinks). Maybe God should have said "don't eat the ornamental peppers!" What a laugh He would have if they did !!!

    God bless you and your whole family.

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    1. I always enjoy your sense of humor, Victor ! Guess who would have to try & put out the fire if he ate one of those peppers!
      Blessings!

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  5. Very pretty ornamental peppers. And good analogy that goes with it. Well, if the kids take a bite, they won't do it again. At least they're not poisonous. One apartment complex we lived in 100 years ago had Oleanders (toxic bush) all around the perimeter. I thought that was kinda dumb on their part with all the little kids living there. I'll bet those things are gone now. ~:)

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    1. Yes, Sparky, the south is full of oleanders- go figure!
      Blessings!

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