The true vine

Haiku for bearing fruit

I am the true vine.

Rural metaphors abound,

call us to bear fruit.

God the vine-grower,

keen to get a good harvest;

pruning the branches.

Painful metaphor

this pruning stuff. Us branches

were not consulted.

You received my words,

they have made you clean, worthy

to receive my life

Jesus, the true vine;

here is life, discipleship;

the important things.

We would bear good fruit,

creating love, forgiveness;

reshaping the world.

Become one with him,

find true life joined to the vine;

accept the pruning.

Choose to live in me,

he said, together we will ,

bear love’s precious fruit.

© Ken Rookes 2018