His Perseverance

When I was growing up, my family had a vine that covered the whole back patio. This was a rare blessing, since we lived in the city. My parents took good care of it; they were vigilant against anything that could threaten its existence. Every year on the day of the harvest, my parents would bring in special equipment to make juice and bottle it. It was amazingly sweet! Later I was surprised to learn that a vineyard was a metaphor for God’s people.