A Farmer had a vast plot of land where He wanted to grow fruit. He planted millions of fruit tree seeds across His property hoping some would take root, sprout, and grow. The hope was that all the people and animals could enjoy the fruit from the fruit trees.
The Farmer's field
One day, the Farmer walked through His land with a spade and small pot. He stopped when He found a particular fruit tree that was doing better than the tiny plants around it. Gently, He dug the tree and roots out of the ground and placed it in the container. With the potted tree in one hand and the spade in the other, He returned home.
The Farmer's greenhouse
The Farmer's garden
The tree had spent many years in the confines of the greenhouse and loved the quiet care it received there. Though imprisoned in a small space the fruit tree saw this as home. Fresh air, wind and rain were faded memories of a long past life, mostly forgotten.
The Farmer’s tender care was all the fruit tree needed to be content.
The Farmer, however, had other plans for this tree. The destiny for which the fruit tree was conceived was to bear fruit for all the people and animals. In the polluted open field only a small portion of this fruit would have come forth. By bringing the tree into the greenhouse the Farmer had groomed it to bear much fruit. Now it was outgrowing the greenhouse. For the fruit tree to flourish it would need a permanent home where it could grow to its full stature. The Farmer came to begin the final transition.
The fruit tree comes home
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I really loved this post Homer! Sometimes it’s scary to leave the greenhouse, but we trust that the Gardener put us in the field at the perfect time! AMEN and GOD BLESS!
Thank you! We think the time for us to transition is coming sooner than we think.
Blessings,
Homer and Wanda
Thank you for this encouraging parable! Blessings.
You are welcome.
Blessings,
Homer Les
https://www.uncompromisingfaith.ca
As I read this all I felt the Lord saying to me was “This was you my beloved. It’s that time for final transplant.” ????
Awesome! Blessings to you Precious One!
Thanks Homer. It is more reality than just a nice story when we walk with God…the pruning is tough tho
Totally agree. Thank you Gary. May His richest blessings overtake you!
What a sweet parable that reminds us of all the stages of God’s love for us!
Thank you! Blessings to you Rebecca!