The Ramblings of Weesatch Joe

  A Letter to My Peach Tree: A Peachy Parable John 15: 9-17 Jesus said, “You did not chose me, but I chose you and appointed you that you should go and bear fruit and that your fruit should abide, so that whatever you ask the Father ib my name, He may give to you.” My dear peach tree, As I ducked under your well-laden branches this morning, it occurred to me that I haven’t thanked you for what you have again produced this spring. I realize that might sound silly to you, thanking a peach tree – almost as silly as writing a letter to a tree! – after all, you are a peach tree. A peach tree’s job, it’s vocation, if you will, is to produce peaches. You have done so abundantly for a third consecutive year. Megan and I chose you five years ago from Mr. Moritz’s nursery, one tree among dozens of Rio Grande peach trees which, itself, was one specie of peach among many others. Why I chose you, I don’t recall, but you would up at myself and, one muggy, warm Saturday, we planted you i...