"My beloved had a vineyardWhat kind of a crop am I reaping today?
on a rich and fertile hill.
He ploughed the land, cleared it's stones
and planted it with the best vines...
Then he waited for a harvest of sweet grapes
but the grapes that grew were bitter...
He expected a crop of justice,
but instead he found oppression.
He expected to find righteousness,
but instead he found cries of violence."
The Bible, Isaiah 5
Bitter or sweet?
What part am I playing in bringing about justice for the oppressed?
Where is the violence in my own heart?
Jesus said, "By their fruit you will recognise them".
Get some ideas here and here.