Thursday, July 17, 2014

Picking Fruit

PICKING FRUIT    


Blueberries $1.86 a quart.  Pumpkins $2.50.  Apples $3.98 for a 5 lb. bag.  At these prices you might wonder, why anyone would want to pick their own fruit?  I grew up in Michigan, where apples, blueberries, cherries, peaches and other fruits are plentiful. Fruit farms are abundant there and picking your own fruit is a common practice.  Within 5 miles of our farm were a dozen orchards and fruit farms.

In a day when fresh is defined as “a couple days old” or “refrigerated but not frozen”, many people have never experienced the joy of eating a fruit just off the vine, tree or bush.  There is an undeniable value in handpicking food for your family.  Maybe it doesn't take much skill to select fruit.  Having the freedom to choose the choicest berries off the bush and not just accept from the grocers produce department a plastic quart container half full of berries you would have not picked outweighs the convenience for me.  We have become a people who cannot recognize quality fruit, let alone whether that fruit is ripe.  How many times have you heard a person asking aloud, “How do you know if this is ripe?” in the produce section?


The next time your kids (or grandkids) say they are bored, load them in the car and take them to the nearest fruit farm and give them an experience that will reconnect them with the natural processes of growth and the intentional miracle of a harvest. Your local grocer’s produce sections for their cheaper prices and convenience, cannot compare to farm freshness.  If you are fortunate, you might be able to show them how fruit is graded, juiced, processed and packaged for market.  Go ahead, make a memory today.

Bearing fruit

I had this moment last night when I realized what a failure I am as a Christian. Is it humility?  I am not so sure, it might be.  When there is nothing in your life that seems to be bearing fruit, when you are not engaged in using your gifts, not engaging with others, and have no resources to give other than time, talent and energy...a person can feel like he is just taking up space.

I have heard whispers in my ear in the dark that I am just not as good as I think I am at music, at ministry, at teaching, at caring for others, at writing, at life.  Events have transpired that would seem to confirm some of that, and I am the worst person to ask regarding my abilities and true gifts.  I am so insecure and blind when it comes to perspective on myself.

Part of this comes from not really feeling like I have anything to contribute at our current church.  Normally I have been in the worship band and youth ministry but my friend Scott Pagel has such freedom and skill on solo guitar and vocals - he has such a sweet spot in the song of God sung over us that I dare not attempt to add any more.  There are only a couple of teens so no youth ministry seems warranted.  I know I am good with kids, but who wants a fat balding guy for their youth leader anyway?  I think sometimes I should find a church, ANY church that needs a worship leader and help them out.

And missions... I use to be so active in the mission field, in serving others and supporting helpful organizations, but I haven't done a trip since 2009.  Haven't worked in a soup kitchen in a couple of years, Habitat for Humanity folded in Lebanon, we have worked at Matthew 25 a few times- I guess I am feeling like my faith is not bearing fruit.  That it is all talk and no action lately.  There must be more than words.