The Horrible Crabapple Tree, Plastic Sandwich Bag, & Disgruntled Me

APPLE TREE 1On the property of the house I grew up in, there was a Crabapple Tree, and I despised the tree.  As a kid, I blamed the tree for the miserable apples it produced, giving me the displeasure of having to pick up all the apples falling from it onto the ground. I hated picking up those apples, and I most often could be heard shouting, “I hate this!” and “Stupid apples!”
*
I braced myself before I started that chore, put a plastic sandwich bag on my hand because of how rotten they were, and then I would begin.  It was the worst chore, but I had only two options to go outside and complete my chore OR be grounded.  I chose to complete my chore.  All I wanted was for the Crabapple Tree to work with me.  I wasn’t asking for a lot when I shouted at the tree, “Work with me!  Not against me.”
*
It was an absolutely beautiful tree, but the fruit was rotten.


WHAT KIND OF TREE ARE YOU?

APPLE TREE 3
*
Are you a good tree producing good fruit, or are you a bad tree, like the Crabapple Tree in this story, producing rotten fruit?
*
Jesus had this to say in Luke 6:43-45, “For no good tree bears bad fruit, nor again does a bad tree bear good fruit, for each tree is known by its own fruit.  For figs are not gathered from thornbushes, nor are grapes picked from a bramble bush.  The good person out of the good treasure of his heart produces good, and the evil person out of his evil treasure produces evil, for out of the abundance of the heart his mouth speaks.”


“You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you that you should go and bear fruit and that your fruit should abide, so that whatever you ask the Father in my name, he may give it to you.” -John 15:16



As a child of God, you are chosen by Jesus to go forth and bear much fruit.  How you conduct yourself is very important because unbelievers are watching you especially if you are witnessing to them about the Good News of Jesus Christ.  Some will try to push you to the edge to see how you will react, and so there must be a noticeable difference between you and those who are unbelievers.  Your conduct and your speech must line up together.  If the unbeliever cannot tell the difference between you and them, then there is a problem.  All of us are to be lights in this dark world.  If you live like the world while claiming to be a child of God, you are fooling yourself and still living in darkness (1 John 1:1-8).
*
In 1 Samuel 9:2, King Saul is described as handsome.  God, however, saw King Saul’s heart.  King Saul did not do the will of God, bearing the fruits of disobedience and being more concerned about the approval of man.
 *
God tells Samuel in 1 Samuel 16:7, “Do not look on his appearance or on the height of his stature, because I have rejected him. For the LORD sees not as man sees: man looks on the outward appearance, but the LORD looks on the heart.” 
*
And God is still telling us the same thing today.  God wants us to do His will, and when we do His will out of obedience and devotion to Him, we are producing good fruit.  When we spend time in prayer, the Holy Spirit is working in us, convicting us, changing us.  When we conform our will to the Lord’s will, we will produce good fruit.  The only reason we are able to bear the fruit God wants us to bear is because of His grace and His mercy, and as His Holy Spirit guides and leads us into His Truth, we bear the fruits of love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, gentleness, faithfulness, goodness, and self-control.
*
What fruit are you bearing?  Are your actions and your words lining up together?  Are you walking the walk and not just talking the talk?  Is there a noticeable difference between you and the unbeliever?


“The Lord isn’t really being slow about his promise, as some people think. No, he is being patient for your sake. He does not want anyone to be destroyed, but wants everyone to repent.”  (2 Peter 3:9)



 Much Love To You All,
L.A.  Knowles

A Peck of Gold By Robert Frost

~ONE OF MY FAVORITE POEMS BY ROBERT FROST~

*

A PECK OF GOLD

Written By Robert Frost

gold-dust-1

*

Dust always blowing about the town,
Except when sea-fog laid it down,
And I was one of the children told
Some of the blowing dust was gold.
*
All the dust the wind blew high
Appeared like god in the sunset sky,
But I was one of the children told
Some of the dust was really gold.
*
Such was life in the Golden Gate:
Gold dusted all we drank and ate,
And I was one of the children told,
‘We all must eat our peck of gold.’

The Tigress

THE TIGRESS

Written By Linda A. Knowles

tiger-1

The tigress was caged for several years,

When prior she was wildly roaming free,

Where others of her kind dared not tread.

She soon would once again be wild and free,

But for now caged-

Secluded, lonely, prohibited…

So much prohibition.

Soon the tigress would be free;

Though the cage door had been opened,

the tigress only neared the edge,

Just before her time to step out.

The tigress taking in all she could,

as far as her eyes could see-

To roam wherever she wished.

POEM: Creation Sings


CREATION SINGS

Written By Linda A. Knowles


Valentine 5

*

Flowers of splendid blossom rise,

Hills rolling majestic;

Horizons glow with palettes of rose and hues of yellow,

Rippling across the sky with glints of silver glistening.

*

Lush green pastures covered with droplets of morning dew;

Waters cascading from their falls.

*

All the wonder of creation displays a marvelous array of beauty,

Handcrafted, so intricately made,

From what once was chaos brought to a glorious order.

*

Golden rays of the sun lapping across oceans, brooks, streams, and rivers;

And eagles soaring above mountain heights and furrowed brows,

As the hind makes her way through the treacherous mountain paths,

And the lowest of valleys.

*

How majestic is Your Name, O Lord!

How majestic is Your Name!

Your creation continually sings of Your magnificence,

Praising Your splendor and majesty,

Giving the honor due Your Name;

And I, My Lord & King, can only do the same.

Where Horses Run Free

WHERE HORSES RUN FREE

Written By Linda A. Knowles

horse 3

Lush green meadows

as far as the eye can see.

*

Wild flowers springing up all about;

Fragrance filling the air,

after the wind-driven rain of the night,

where horses run free,

where they gather to graze.

*

That I should run so so free,

With no fear of what is ahead,

Or what lies beyond the tomorrow.

*

Wildly free,

Like the way horses run,

And then to rest;

*

And enjoy places such as flower-filled meadows,

where horses run wild and free.