I offer this description of the orchard to simply show how pleasant how easy-going, how calm was my childhood. My life was an average middle income American boys life. I rode bikes, fished, roller skated, climbed trees, ate pop cycles, rode bikes, glued model cars, shot bee-bee guns, rode bikes, caught snakes, swam, collected ants, flew kites, climbed telephone poles, rode bikes, built forts, and hated girls just like any other boy of ten. The orchard was part of my Iowa heritage. I was fortunate to have such a place of refuge as a child living in town.
Many today are unable to retreat to such a heritage in their adulthood.
I thank God for such a place of peace now. This chapter is a suggestion. If you are not born again, receive Christ as Lord and Saviour now by confessing Him as Lord of your life. If you confess with your mouth Jesus as Lord, and believe in your heart that God raised Him from the dead, you will be saved. If you are already born again, fellowship with God through prayer.