By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer
About this time every year, an unusual looking fruit appears in the produce section of the super market—one that I first sampled at my grandparents’ farm in California. Pomegranates.
The only attractive thing about the appearance of a pomegranate is its exquisite garnet color.
Beyond that, the round, tough-skinned fruit isn’t exactly pretty, but its ruby insides are sweet, juicy, and nutty all at the same time. It is truly an unusual fruit.
Of the six tree fruits mentioned in the Hebrew Bible—grapes, figs, olives, pomegranates, dates, and apples—the unattractive pomegranate was chosen by God to adorn the High Priest’s garment that was worn in service at the Tabernacle.
Later, when Solomon built a more permanent temple, the capitals of two bronze pillars were decorated with pomegranates, as many as 200 pomegranates per pillar.
It seems like grape clusters would have been more elegant. Or apples. Yet, in my wondering about why God chose pomegranates rather than something prettier, I missed the obvious.
The other five fruits mentioned bear seeds in the flesh of each fruit, from one to several, depending on the variety.
But beneath the leathery skin of the pomegranate, there is nothing but seeds.
Much has been written about the symbolism associated with pomegranates. Here are a couple of sites with information:
When I look at this unusual fruit decorating my dining table in the fall, I like to think of it as a globe of goodness. The sweet, nutty seeds just keep coming, one after the other, like God’s many blessings.
“From the fullness of his grace we have all received one blessing after another” (John 1:16).
At least she and Daddy could get warm and be out of the crisp fall air. The acknowledgement settled like a thick quilt against her soul, reminding her that small blessings were still blessings. ~Loving the Horseman
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