Recently we released the first edition of the Vineyard. The newsletter is available electronically. All those interested in receiving a copy please contact us at the following email address and we would be happy to send you a copy: www.contactchildrensrosary@gmail.com
As today's Gospel reading was part of Scripture that inspired the name of our newsletter, I thought it would be a fitting time to introduce our newsletter on our website.
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First grapes grown in our yard after extensive pruning
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Why is the Children's Rosary Newsletter called the Vineyard?
This is a reasonable question as the two do not at first glance seem to naturally fit together. In settling on a name for our newsletter I was reminded of how St. Francis of Assisi came on many of the founding tenants of his order. A Bible was randomly opened and direction was found straight from Sacred Scripture. The same approach was taken here. After praying to the Holy Spirit for direction a Bible was opened at random and the first word which came into view was vineyard. Further reflection and contemplation brought a wonderful treasure of possible reasons for such a name.
In the Gospel of John, Our Lord shares:
“I am the true vine, and my Father is the gardener. He cuts off every branch in me that bears no fruit, while every branch that does bear fruit he prunes so that it will be even more fruitful. I am the vine; you are the branches. If you remain in me and I in you, you will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing. If you do not remain in me, you are like a branch that is thrown away and withers; such branches are picked up, thrown into the fire and burned. If you remain in me and my words remain in you, ask whatever you wish, and it will be done for you. This is to my Father’s glory, that you bear much fruit, showing yourselves to be my disciples".(John 15:1-8)
There is something beautiful about the phrase, “apart from me you can do nothing”. A child in so many ways embodies this sentiment as a small child has total dependence on a parent. Little ones would perish if they were not continually fed and cared for by their parents. Such is the way our Heavenly Father desires us to abandon ourselves to Him. Our Lord Jesus invites us, “Come to Me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest”.(Matthew 11:28)
It is through the hands of these little children and the Rosary that we may all be led to the warm embrace of Our Lord. For it is said, “whoever does not receive the Kingdom of God like a child will not enter it”(Mark 10:15).
Now I must tell you we live on a very small piece of land in a town so garden space is precious. Two years ago our family tried to grow parsnips for the first time in one of our raised beds. The seeds were planted in the spring. All summer and fall we waited and watched as these tiny seedlings barely grew. As fall harvest came we looked at these tiny little plants and realized for some reason they had not made any parsnips. It was generally a great disappointment. Not wanting to pull out living plants at the end of the season we left them in the ground. The next spring we noticed some very thick green shoots that looked much like a carrot green but thicker. I wasn't sure what it was for a while. By the time I realized that indeed these were some of the parsnips from the previous summer the plants had "bolted" a term referring to the plant sending up a shoot to form seeds. The children pulled out the plant to reveal a tiny parsnip too tiny to eat. I was disappointed but in reading a very old gardening book written by a gardener from our area, it explained that if a plant makes it through a winter it will indeed produce fruit but harvest quickly as it will go to seed very fast. It has been through so much it quickly tries to ensure the next generation before harsh weather kills it. With this piece of knowledge I was poised for the following year. We left the remaining parsnips that had gone to seed and left them alone. In the fall the whole bed looked like snow with parsnip seeds through the whole bed. There were also some random little parsnip plants as well. With record cold this year I wondered if any of the plants would live through the winter. As the snow melted one of the first things to emerge were 5 strong shoots. There was no mistaking them this year. A few parsnips had made it. 
As my hands are too weak now for gardening due to a disability with my joints I called our son Asher who is in first grade. He came over and with all his might he pulled. One of the medium sized parsnips on the table came out. We were intrigued by the many extensions that came out of the parsnip. The one he had pulled out had three distinct roots all attached at the top. He began to try to pull another one out but could not. Later our 13 year old daughter Alina and my husband set to work to remove the others. It was comical to see them sinking their hands deep into the ground trying to get under each root. Pulling very hard they came to light. These larger parsnips were even more unusual looking then Asher's first one. This was all new to us. We wondered how these strange looking parsnips would taste. With a roast chicken these roots were cut up. The roots were so big we needed a second glass dish to cook the remaining ones. As our family sat down to dinner we all could not believe how sweet these parsnips were. My husband said he thought they were the sweetest parsnips he had ever tasted. A couple of things struck me about these parsnips. 
Through the severe weather of the winter with extreme cold and harsh conditions a few things happened. The parsnips lost their "normal" appearance and were deformed. This deformation allowed them to extend like many tiny fingers into the soil so removing them was a difficult task indeed. As weather broke and fair weather came they were the strongest looking parsnips I have seen with thick healthy shoots. Their mission was not to sit around and enjoy the weather but to pass on what they had to future generations...quickly. Upon removing them despite their disfigured appearance they were tender and sweet. 