It was not really a big tree. But it did occupy a good space in one prominent corner of my grandparents’ courtyard. It was full of fruits- of all sizes, the older ones dressed in a sunny yellow while others were dressed in green. The name of this fruit was Kambili Naranga.
“Can I pluck one? It looks yummy!”, I enquired of my grandfather. ” It’s not really that great dear. It doesn’t taste much. The tree is actually a waste. It bears a lot of fruits but what is the point if the fruits are not good. Whenever anyone comes home, they are so excited about the tree. We have a hard time telling them that the fruits just deceptively look good. And when they insist, we let them pluck some. No one has asked a second time!”, Appachen chuckled.
The tree taught me a lesson. God has planted us on earth to bear fruits. But being simply fruitful is not enough. You have to bear GOOD fruits. You can easily deceive people by appearing so fruitful. But it is God who knows the taste of your fruit. He is the true judge. He does not find the real fruits we were meant to bear and what if He decides to cut us off?
Painful, but a genuine realisation.
It would only be right for us to request God to enable us to be fruitful..to bear fruits that please Him..to be as fruitful as He wants us to be. Nothing less than the best fruit for His Kingdom.