My Vineyard
This past Sunday, we were talking with my in-laws about the allegory of the olive tree in the Book of Jacob. We discussed how each of us has a unique part of the vineyard that we are working in, and that it changes with our season of life. We can’t compare our vineyards or our work with others, we have to follow the Spirit and do what it is we are called to do. This got me thinking; what is my vineyard? Am I doing enough? What can I do better? I love to write poetic verse. It really ends up being a jumble of thoughts on paper, but it helps me to understand my testimony and myself. As I contemplated my own vineyard, this is what I felt about my season of life. I shared these thoughts with my husband and he agrees that though our Vineyard may seem boring to some, it is a work we LOVE doing and a place we were made to be. MY VINEYARD My vineyard is small and quaint. It sees few visitors, though all are welcome. The work looks less like plucking branches and more like ...