A Kiss from Rose | Don’t Think or Blink Over Shade from a Tree That Bears No Fruit

Can you imagine losing sleep over shade from a tree that bears no fruit?

Me either.

Especially one that’s already rotting from the inside.

You see, a healthy tree doesn’t spend its time throwing shade. A healthy tree produces fruit. It offers nourishment. It provides shelter. It creates a place of peace, rest, restoration, and life for those who come near it.

But a diseased tree?

That’s different.

A diseased tree can’t produce fruit because it’s too busy decaying from within. Its roots are compromised. Its trunk is weakening. Its branches may still appear strong, but inwardly it’s dying. And the dangerous part is this—rot rarely stays contained. It slowly spreads to everything around it. The trees standing nearby often don’t realize they’re being infected until it’s too late.

That’s how bitterness works.

That’s how jealousy works.

That’s how gossip, envy, malice, and a venomous spirit work.

It spreads.

At first it’s only a sarcastic comment.

Then it’s a snide remark.

Then it’s throwing shade.

Then it’s gathering a little audience—a peanut gallery applauding behavior that should have been corrected instead of celebrated.

Everyone laughs.

Everyone joins in.

Everyone thinks it’s entertaining.

Until the poison reaches them too.

You see, it’s easy to throw shade when you’ve never learned how to produce fruit.

It’s easy to criticize when you’ve never cultivated character.

It’s easy to wound people when you’ve never allowed God to heal your own wounds.

And while they’re busy watching you…

God is watching them.

He sees every conniving conversation.

Every calculated jab.

Every jealous motive.

Every messy act.

Every venomous word disguised as “just joking.”

Nothing escapes His sight.

The tragedy isn’t that they keep throwing shade.

The tragedy is that they’re becoming a tree of no value.

Because eventually a tree that bears no fruit, offers no nourishment, provides no wisdom, no peace, no encouragement, no restoration, and no refuge becomes useful to no one.

Not even itself.

Soon it can’t even produce the poisonous shade it once prided itself on because decay eventually consumes everything it touches.

So why would you blink?

Why would you lose sleep?

Why would you question your worth because of the opinion of someone who cannot even produce peace in their own life?

Why would you seek validation from someone starving for the very thing they’re trying to convince everyone else they possess?

A tree that cannot feed itself cannot feed you.

A tree that cannot produce peace cannot give you peace.

A tree that cannot produce joy cannot celebrate yours.

A tree that cannot produce love cannot genuinely offer it.

So stop expecting fruit from a tree committed to decay.

Leave it where it is.

And you…

Keep growing.

Keep flourishing.

Keep producing.

Keep becoming the tree that God planted by the rivers of living water—one that bears fruit in every season, whose leaves do not wither, and whose life points people back to Him.

💌 Grandma’s Corner

Never lose sleep over shade from a tree that bears no fruit.

Their condition has nothing to do with your calling.

Keep your eyes on the Gardener.

Because while diseased trees are busy throwing shade…

Healthy trees are busy changing lives.

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