I WILL SING A SONG ABOUT THOSE GRAPEVINES     (Resource: Isaiah 5:1-6)

I  cleared it of stones in fertile ground,

And planted it with the most choice vine.

I hedged it about in safety all around.

I placed a tower that marked it as mine.


I returned – good fruit I did seek,

But what I found was bad and weak.

I try to save them time and trouble

But  they seem to do better with a struggle.


When I read Linda’s prompt for SOCS (give), I thought of all the things parents give their children to make them happy and secure.  So many sacrifice for $80 holey jeans, and $120 brand name shoes!  Many parents work a whole day (or more) for that amount of money, but few children realize the “love” value that represents.  Then I read Misky’s Tuesday Twiglet “those grapevines.”  Ah-haw,  I connected the two with God’s words in the fifth chapter of Isaiah where he laments the failure of his vineyard to product good fruit.  He asks, “What more could I have done?”  Then says what he will do – send trouble upon them.

I know parents who have done all the good things for their child, who has repaid by growing only “bad fruit” or as we used to say “wild oats.”  As parents we may have to use “tough” love, pray diligently, trust them into the hands of God’s care, let them reap what they have sown.

Then I also apply it to my own life.  I acknowledge I have had great blessings that have been given to me by God and by others.  I reaffirm my desire to produce a good crop.  So I’m re-reading Hebrews 12:1 “let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles, and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us.  Let us fix our eyes on Jesus…”

About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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  1. Faye says:

    great ! A thought-provoking post.

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