The Apple Tree

I see an apple tree; it is full of fruit, but littering the ground below it are the apples that have fallen.

I watch as the farmer arrives to bring in the harvest – he carries baskets for the ripened fruit. He begins to pick the apples from the tree and carefully puts each one into his baskets. He is happy that there is such a good harvest this year.

Which apple are you? Are you the apple of the harvest, carefully picked and placed in the basket? Or do you see yourself as an apple lying discarded below the tree, separated and alone?

The LORD would say to you today, “All have a purpose, none shall be wasted”.

The apples on the ground, they feed the birds of the air and the animals of the field. As they begin to soften they feed the worms of the soil; their sweetness is taken by the butterfly. As the apple begins to break up it returns to the soil and its seeds take hold and a new apple tree is born.

Mathew 6:25-30
And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lillies of the field grow. They do not labour or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendour was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith?