My vineyard.

Isaiah 5:1-7, LET me sing now for my well-beloved a song of my beloved concerning His vineyard. My well-beloved had a vineyard on a fertile hill. And He dug it all around, removed its stones, and planted it with the choicest vine. And He built a tower in the middle of it, and hewed out a wine vat in it; then He expected it to produce good grapes, but it produced only worthless ones. And now, O inhabitants of Jerusalem and men of Judah, judge between Me and My vineyard. What more was there to do for My vineyard that I have not done in it? Why, when I expected it to produce good grapes did it produce worthless ones? So now let Me tell you what I am going to do to My vineyard: I will remove its hedge and it will be consumed; I will break down its wall and it will become trampled ground. And I will lay it waste; it will not be pruned or hoed, but briars and thorns will come up. I will also charge the clouds to rain no rain on it.” For the vineyard of the LORD of hosts is the house of Israel, and the men of Judah His delightful plant. Thus He looked for justice, but behold, bloodshed; for righteousness, but behold, a cry of distress.

God provided an amazing deliverance for the nation; He brought them out of slavery in Egypt only to have the majority reject His offer of the Promised Land. That generation was rejected and the promise was delivered to their children. Yet even so, their unfaithfulness persisted, they pursued dead idols instead of the living God and now the prophet warns of impending disaster. The song is to “my well-beloved,” to the One who lovingly cared for the non-productive vineyard. Even with His loving care, the vineyard produced only worthless grapes and now it will be given over to briars and thorns. Could there be a lesson here for us?

Let our vineyard produce fruit in keeping with Your amazing grace given freely to us by Your well-beloved.