And the other one, it was wounded by a bird's beak, but it is healing just fine. I see you my son, just like you have see and watched this tree, from bloom to ripe fruit, and I have shown you these things, because I am calling you to become a godly father and learn to love these my children out of hell. Just like the plums on this tree some of them will be scared deeply, and some of them will have tarnish and others will hold on to the world while still others will bring the world with them.
Yet even with the tarnish and worldliness, and hurt and pain and scars, each and every one is getting ripe and ready to harvest." And I thought of the scripture that says the harvest is plentiful but the workers are few, and I cried, and begged god for forgiveness, and I became the father he asked me to be.
I stumbled back into the assembly, still holding the plum in my hand with the 4-foot of limb, only to find that worship was over and pastor had started his sermon. When he saw me he stopped his sermon and asked me what was wrong and I shared this story that day for the first time, of many times.
This was the first and only time I have ever actually heard the voice of God, and I still tremble when I think of it. Amen |
