Summary: A fairy-tale metaphor turns south fast as a picturesque vineyard representing God's chosen people, built and managed carefully, produces only useless fruit. God warns that He will just have to rip it up and start over.
Response: Obviously some worst case scenario kind of stuff. I'm hopeful that I can ask for God's help before it gets to this point. Lord, forgive me where I've failed You. Prune me, pain and all, so I might be pleasing and useful in Your kingdom.
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