[Jesus said,] "I am the vine, you are the
branches.
Those who abide in me and I in them bear much fruit,
because
apart from me you can do nothing.
Whoever does not abide in me is
thrown away like a branch and withers;
such branches are gathered, thrown into the fire, and burned.
If you
abide in me, and my words abide in you,
ask for whatever you wish, and
it will be done for you.
My Father is glorified by this, that you bear
much fruit
and become my disciples.
As the Father has loved me, so I
have loved you;
abide in my love.
"If you keep my
commandments,
you will abide in my love,
just as I have kept my Father's
commandments
and abide in his love.
I have said these things to you so
that my joy may be in you,
and that your joy may be complete.
"This is my commandment,
that you love one another as I have loved you.
No one has greater love than this,
to lay down one's life for one's
friends.
You are my friends if you do what I command you.
[John
15:5-14]
Seeing
this scripture passage brought back a lot of memories. The first
sermon I preached in a church -- not a student sermon for a class -- was
based on the above verse -- John 15:5-14. I was blessed to have been asked to lead a Sunday evening worship service at Dumbarton United Methodist Church in the Georgetown area of Washington, D.C.
Dumbarton United Methodist Church
Two of the illustrations I used in the sermon included that one of my main experiences with grape vines personally had to do with our Italian grandfather growing grapes in an arbor he built himself. The trellises formed something like a covered bridge in the middle of our grandparents' back yard. As young children we were often attracted to the beautiful shade the mature, fully-leafed vines provided in the summer. And we were often scolded for trying to climb the walls of the arbor since they were made of fragile wood just strong enough with the lattices to support the vines and the clusters of fruit.
Dumbarton United Methodist Church
Two of the illustrations I used in the sermon included that one of my main experiences with grape vines personally had to do with our Italian grandfather growing grapes in an arbor he built himself. The trellises formed something like a covered bridge in the middle of our grandparents' back yard. As young children we were often attracted to the beautiful shade the mature, fully-leafed vines provided in the summer. And we were often scolded for trying to climb the walls of the arbor since they were made of fragile wood just strong enough with the lattices to support the vines and the clusters of fruit.
By
coincidence (God-incidence) Krista's kindergarten teacher had grown up
in the house. Her father had built it. The house sat close to the
street on a huge lot that was 90' by 180' and was about 30 years old.
In the front and back yards there were beautiful mature oak, elm and
maple trees. Lilac, bride's wreath and snowball bushes delightfully
decorated what we came to call "Brown Park."
Three
quarters of the way toward the left-hand corner of our "park" was a
small garden with some grape vines draped over a small frame. The first fall we were there we harvested a two-quart bowl of delicious Concord grapes.
Not
long after we enjoyed the delicious treat, we became acquainted with
some Soviet professors who were taking part in the International
Relations Exchange Program (IREX). I have written about meeting them
previously.
The
Radio Physics Professor from Kharkov in Ukraine had grown up on a
collective farm where his father was a vine-dresser. When the exchange
professors came over to our house early one Friday evening in October,
we gave them the "Nickel Tour" of the house and back yard. When
he saw the grape vines, the Radio Physics Professor, Anatoly, told me
that they needed to be cut back so that they would bear more fruit the
following year. I was very suspicious of his advice, (he was, after
all, a Communist -- *wry smile*). But Anatoly talked me into getting
him some shears and he ruthlessly cut back the vine branches so that it
seemed like he had killed them all.
Just imagine my surprise the following September when we ended up with almost four two-quart bowls of the juicy fruit.
All
this reminded me that there are so many ways that many of us are
removed from the era and context of the parables Jesus used to describe
The Kingdom of Heaven and share the Good News of God's Love. The
illustrations He used were very clear to the people Jesus spoke to,
healed and encouraged. However
often we are far removed in time and culture from the background of
Jesus' teachings. Never fear, though. If we have willing hearts, the
Holy Spirit can lead us in study and illuminate our understanding of
scripture so that the precious seeds of knowledge that lead to faith can
find fertile ground.
With
the warmth of the sun and the Holy water of God's grace, those seeds
can sprout and grow in our hearts. And as Jesus says the branches of
the vines can bear fruit when tended by the vine-dresser.
I will flesh out the rest of the homily sometime, but you get the idea, don't you?
The
one post script I will add is to remind you that neither pruning nor
being bound to another branch are necessarily very comfortable.
(Especially the pruning has never been my favorite part.) We need to be
able to look back on our lives to see that everything we have gone
through is worth a great deal. Perhaps we won't completely understand
until we have the perspective of eternity. We have, after all been
promised that in 1 Corinthians 13:9-10,12 -- "For we know in part and we
prophesy in part, but when completeness comes, what is in part
disappears." "For now we see only a reflection as in a
mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall
know fully, even as I am fully known."
Alleluia! Amen.
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