Grafted & Pruned
I know that for me, whenever I hear the opening verse of this text, “I AM the True Vine,
and God, my Father is the Vineyard Keeper” I am immediately transported sensually to the vineyards of Alsace!
The trouble with taking the Sunday after Easter off, as I’ve done more often than not, is that I often feel like I’m playing catch up when I step back to the lectern, or in this year, hop back on the kitchen stool.
Let’s take ourselves back in time, two and a half millennia to the eastern coastline of the Mediterranean, a crucial corridor between the Fertile Crescent and the Nile Delta and its access to the continent of Africa.