“For every tree is known by its own fruit. For men do not gather
figs from thorns, nor do they gather grapes from a bramble bush.”
– Luke 6:44
This morning as I sat looking at the blackberry blossoms outside
my window I began to reminisce. I spent
many summer days growing up gathering black berries with my grandmother
Ruby. We would go deep into the fields,
find the briars, and start picking. Quite
often we would pick gallon buckets full.
We would pick early while the sun was just coming up to avoid as much
heat as we could but would often pick until past noon.
We always wore long sleeves to protect us from the thorns on
the briars. Even on those hot July days
with the suffocating humidity of Kentucky I was grateful for those sleeves. I would liken a thorn prick to that of a
paper cut. It’s a tiny little thing that
can hurt for days! And the scratches can
make your arms look like you’ve been in a cat fight.
I often wondered why God made thorns on those briars when He
also put delicious fruit on their, knowing we’d want to eat it. Yes, the thorns keep some animals from the
berries, but deer, birds and other critters don’t mind them! Deer will clean a blackberry bush of all its
berries, no matter how deep into the bramble the berries are. And now I realize, there is a second purpose
to those thorns.
When you look at how a blackberry vine grows you see that its
trunk is small. It’s not much bigger in
diameter at the root as it is several feet down the branch. But if you’ve ever tried to pull a branch
from the bramble, you find it doesn’t come out well. It’s the thorns! They hang and capture with
each pull that branch that is moving out of the briars. With a branch that is so small, the briars
help support each other. They hang on
each other. Each branch has thorns that
support other branches as it grows and entwines the entire plant. The higher they grow with this support, the
more sun they get and the more berries they produce. Yet, even with the weight of the berries, the
branches are supported.
Sometimes we are the branch, and sometimes we are the thorn. We’re placed in the lives of those around us
to lift them up as we are being lifted too.
It’s not always pleasant, and it can be somewhat confining and uncomfortable. But, we grow in such environment.
I think of the years of raising my now adult children when I
write this. Sometimes I’ve had to prick
them and pull them back into place, and sometimes they pricked me and showed me
my place! But I’ve always allowed them
to grow as high as they can grow, and they’ve allowed me to be the best Mom I
know how to be. Never confining, continuously
guiding, and always supporting; that’s a mother’s job.
Likewise, our spouses, coworkers, and friends receive the
same support and guidance. It’s in
lifting others up and helping them grow stronger that we are most like
Christ. His desire for us was to “love
one another even as I have loved you”. And now I reflect on the crown of thorns that
sat on His head, and how meaningful that really was.
But I must also warn that you, dear friend, can become part
of bramble that will not let you out as well.
Be careful who you associate with, who you work with, and who you create
an everlasting “bramble” with through marriage.
You need support to fulfil your purpose in life. Grapes won’t do well if planted in a
blackberry bush. Those pricks are
counterproductive to the fruit it needs to bear. Grapes need completely different care than blackberries. If you entwine yourself with those who are
not like you want to become, you’ll either suffer from the relationship or
adapt to it.
Pick your briars well - but pick one! Make sure it’s one that
will support you and carry you higher. Make
sure it doesn’t conflict with your dreams and purpose.
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