“Every branch in Me that does not bear fruit He takes away…”
— John 15:2

Most people read that and feel a sting.
“If I’m not fruitful enough… God throws me out?”
That fear keeps Christians pretending—performing fruit instead of growing it.

But Jesus was never threatening you.
The word “takes away” in Greek is airo:
to lift up, to raise, to carry, to pick up from the dirt.

The picture isn’t a gardener discarding failed branches.
It’s a vinedresser walking the vineyard, noticing a branch still connected but lying in the dust—covered, tangled, unable to breathe.
He kneels down, lifts it, washes it, ties it to the trellis so it can catch the sun again.

He doesn’t cut you off.
He picks you up.

This is grace in motion:
“My strength is made perfect in weakness.” (2 Corinthians 12:9)

Fruitlessness is not fixed by force.
Not by gritting your teeth.
Not by saying “I must do better.”

Branches don’t overcome by trying harder.
They overcome by letting the Vine support them.

And here’s the part we forget:
Everyone has a royal purpose.
Revelation calls us “kings and priests to serve our God.”
Quiet or dramatic—your wiring doesn’t disqualify your calling.

Sometimes that calling looks like preaching.
Sometimes it looks like a mechanic tightening the last bolt so a father gets home safely to his kids.
Sometimes it looks like a barista noticing someone’s bad day and offering the only kindness they’ll receive.
Sometimes it looks like a designer solving problems people didn’t know how to name.
Heaven sees it all.

“Those who are planted in the house of the Lord will flourish.” (Psalm 92:13)

But the enemy knows the power of connection.
So he isolates.
He brings in shame.
He pushes you into corners—physical, emotional, mental—until lying in bed feels easier than lifting your head.

When that happens, look again at the Vinedresser.
See His hands beneath your weakness.
Hear His words washing you clean.
Let Him lift you.

Remember Rahab—a woman with a story so broken she wasn’t even welcome in her own city.
But she heard of this God… believed… and was grafted into the bloodline of Jesus Himself.

God doesn’t just save you from destruction.
He saves you for destiny.

And today, the Vine bends low—not to judge your emptiness,
but to raise you back into the sunlight.

Your purpose begins again the moment He lifts you.