His faithful follower

Ephesians-5 1-2

Taken from Ephesians 5:1 (KJV), the Verse of the Day for September 17, 2014, offers this exhortation:

Be ye therefore followers of God, as dear children;

The Amplified Bible puts it this way:

Therefore be imitators of God [copy Him and follow His example], as well-beloved children [imitate their father].


The idea of being followers or imitators of God brought to mind something that I had written five years ago when I was attempting to more fully grasp the significance of the season of life in which I found myself. I recognized that I was and continue to be in the autumn of the years and that apples are among the produce currently in season. The idea of harvesting produce in their season is to pick the fruit at the peak of their flavor—not too soon, when, in the case of apples may be hard and not be sweet enough, and not too late when the fruit may be overripe and begin to spoil. I read this statement from an orchard that is known for its tasty apples: “One of the reasons that Ela Orchard apples are so good is that they often pick the apples later in their season than most orchards. This increases the flavor of the apple although it means that there is more risk of apples dropping off the trees.”

Most remarkably, I also came across this endorsement from someone who had sampled the apples from, of all places, “Farmer Johnson Apple Orchards” in Washington State. The individual commented, “I have had the opportunity to try all the varieties of Farmer Johnson apples, they are the best apples I have ever tasted. Fresh, crisp…. the perfect apple.” I couldn’t help but smile, as I reflected upon my desire to be “neither barren nor unfruitful” but to be productive and highly fruitful in all my endeavors. I was inspired to write this poem which most amazingly makes reference to being a “follower”:

Farmer Johnson

That ye be not slothful, but followers of them who

through faith and patience inherit the promises.    

Hebrews 6:12

He leadeth me, He leadeth me,
By His own hand He leadeth me;
His faithful follower I would be,
For by His hand He leadeth me.

Lyrics by Joseph H. Gilmore

Farmer Johnson owns orchards in Washington State.

His apples are renowned and said to be the best.

As scriptures remind us to labor and to rest,

This Farmer Johnson is patient and learns to wait

For the bountiful fruit of his harvest season.

Patience now abounds to complete and perfect me,

As I walk by faith, despite all that I may see.

I assess my times and unfold the real reason

For all the trials and seeming setbacks that came.

At times I felt as though being torn asunder

But like Job, I still abide and bear up under.

God yet delivers those who call upon His name.

Committed to go wherever the Lord shall send,

A faithful follower, I endure to the end.


The poem opens with lyrics from the hymn “He Leadeth Me” which is the perfect way to end this blog entry:

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