Mindlessly Pruning the muscadines,

Ever aware of these uncertain times,

When straight from Heaven, the sweetest sign,

A reminder of the beauty of life, nestled among the vines.

Fragility and vigor all in the same nest,

Among the growing fruit, but in the Father’s Hand of rest,

Laying in wait and completely unstressed,

Until the time that already, He has blessed.

Numbered just like the hairs of our heads,

Not one falls without Him, is what The Word says.

Yet we’re of more value, our price far above,

Payment made in full, at Calvary, in love.

Written by Ashley Fountain 6/24/20