There is something reassuring about knowing I’m attached and nurtured by something bigger, stronger, more deeply rooted and permanent. There are times when I’m buffeted in the wind, beaten by the rain, burned by the hot sun, or crushed under the snow, yet I’m unbroken because of the foundation I’m connected to. I’m fed so I bear fruit that will nourish and sustain others. My thirst is quenched so I can grow taller to provide shade and shelter.
To produce fruit is to fulfill the purpose for which I was created. And so the vine can reach far beyond its root and trunk.