Cherry orchards and Mt. Adams
from today's sermon: bearing fruit
Our
Gospel reading for this week confirms something I have suspected all
along with this Bible, there are parts of this good Word that I can
only barely understand. Last week we talked all about sheep and
heard the imagery of the good shepherd and the herding of sheep –
and this may come as a surprise to you, but I know nothing about
sheep! This week we hear about the vines and branches, about pruning
and bearing fruit – and judging from the garden plot I tried to
create last week in the backyard of the parsonage, this is also not
my area of expertise. For the past three years I have been sitting
in a library studying this theology stuff, yet the Bible is written
by faithful people who have worked with their hands more than their
heads – they held, tasted, touched and experienced the work and
presence of God in their lives. So they write what they know and now
we have a bible that is filled with vivid, living, 3D kind of
material. This week belongs to the gardeners, the orchardists, the
farmers, those among us that dare to get their hands dirty and dig in
God's fruitful creation. This is the word of God that is for you, the
promise of God's presence and miracles of creation that you have seen
season after season in ways I can only admire from a safe distance.
[John
15:1-18]
Jesus
says, “ I am the vine, you are the branches.” This image of vine
and branches and being connected to such a life source as God, the
life giver is a beautiful and hope filled image. Jesus quickly moves
from places us on that vine of life, to talking about what it means
to be a branch on the vine, and not just a branch, but a branch that
bears fruit. Jesus has work for us to do while we grow out of the
vine – so, what does that mean for us? When we start talking about
how exactly the branch grows and bears fruit, the image starts to
turn. Because in order for the vine to grow Jesus clearly lays out
the necessity for pruning. Now, I am sure all of the gardeners and
orchard workers can testify to the need for pruning, the trimming and
cutting off of branches so that the tree or vine can be even more
fruitful and healthier. However, who likes pruning? Its seems like
an awfully violent act to do to a tree, to completely cut off a limb
or branch from the tree, to lob off a part of itself. It is painful,
harsh this pruning. Of course we know that the image of vine and
branch illustrates who we
are in God's garden, so we cannot exactly talk about pruning without
letting it get a little personal...so the image turns, to us, the
branch on God's vine. When we think about pruning let us not be too
quick to think about the pruning of the world, governments, churches,
our neighbors...let us wonder, honestly and painfully, what in us
needs this pruning.
When
we endure suffering of any variety, there can be a desire to what
some good to come out of suffering. And, because God is good and
gracious to us, there is
often, good that comes out of suffering. Yet, I
want to be clear that not all suffering is pruning, we cannot simply
look at all the pains of the world and give it the blanket label of
“pruning”. Because this leads us down the dangerous path to say
that someone is suffering because they needed
pruning, and that kind of judgment is never, ever ours to name.
God is certainly able and willing to take all moments of sorrow and
bless and heal us. However, not all suffering and sorrow is pruning.
I
have experienced deep and painful season of pruning. With the help
of perspective I can look back at seasons of life that have offered
pruning that did
bring life and fruit – fruit that is from and of God. I have a
life long bad habit, I have always struggled with overextending
myself. I love to be involved, to try new things, to be around
people – so, when I got to college it was like stepping up to an
abundant buffet of involvement, new opportunities and great
collaboration with amazing people. However, my junior year, at the
first semester ended, I came down with a bad case of mono. Lack of
sleep, lack of priorities, lack of self care all brought me to this
pitiful state. I traveled home for Christmas and barely left the
couch for weeks on end. I was too tired to learn much from this
experience so Christmas break neared its end I started to pack up to
head back to campus and did not have any plans on changing anything
about my life. My father, however, had other plans. He sat down
this stubborn and independent young woman and said that before I
headed back to school I needed to print out my academic schedule. I
did. He sat down with it and took his English teacher red pen to the
schedule and started slashing – pruning, we could say. By the time
I did actually get back to campus I had dropped a class, and a music
ensemble and a music lesson. It felt painful, only with great
reluctance did I admit that I was overwhelmed. I missed the things
that were pruned from my life that semester very much. Yet, the
pruning was for my own well being, and not just that, but the pruning
was necessary so that what I could have my life restored, quit
literally, and live life abundantly from there on out– bearing
great fruit.
For
most of our lives, we are unable to see what, in us, needs pruning.
This is why it is always easier to look at who else or what else
needs pruning, but never ourselves. God knows our nature, and this
is why we are on a vine that grows only by the grace of God and is
connected to Jesus. This is why we are called a branch among so many
branches. This is why we have each other. We are growing branches
that need the help of the gardener to see the places that have grown
too wild, or the places that no longer bear fruit. God gifts us with
pruning tools like the Bible, prayer and each other to acknowledge
what has been choking our fruit bearing ability. It is not an easy
discipline, this pruning business, there is a violent, harshness to
it. And how can we separate out the pruning from the suffering?
Because the pruning of God is always, always for the sake of fruit
bearing – and the fruit of God is life and love for all. As I said
before, I have endured many pruning seasons, seasons of my life that
I can now look back on to say yes, there was life and love brought to
me through that season of pruning and I am thankful. The fruit of
God is always life and love for all people – so, where do you need
pruning so that you may bear this fruit? What has been growing out of
control, what branches do you cling to that hold no fruit? These are
deeply personal and challenging questions – yet I do not know how
we can encounter these words of Jesus and not
be moved to ask them.
Another
way to approach pruning is to start with the fruit itself. What
areas of your life do you know bear fruit of life and love for all
people? Beginning with the fruit that we do bear, we can identity the
patterns and habits that got us into those places. Where do you
experience love and life? Where do you bring love and life? What
seasons of life do you now look back on and say “YES” there was
some God fruit growing at that time?
.......
The
good news in all of this is that we are on the vine at all. When we
run into a season of pruning we can trust that the God of life is
still helping us to grow, still offering life after death, still
pushing us into the light of the Sun so that we can thrive and
continue on.
And
when we bear fruit – we do something so outrageous as to love
someone else or offer a gesture of love and life to another, we know
that we do this because we know God and God knows us. That is good
news for us, a branch among branches. Jesus says, “I am the vine
and you the branches” we are connected to a Savior who plants us,
teaches us to grown an then stays with us throughout all our lives so
that will bear fruit – and not just a little – Jesus stays with
us, offering pruning and grace so that we will bear A LOT of fruit.
Church,
you have been planted, watch for pruning, feel the death of whatever
hurts you and God's garden and know that you will grow and you will
be loved and you will bear much fruit of life and love in Jesus'
name. Amen.
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