|Nevaeh helping to water|
I'm still pondering these things as I tap this message to you in the wee hours of the morning. The house still sleeps. From where I sit I can see a stuffed puppy, a doll stroller and some other parts and pieces to toys - evidence that grandkids spent the night.With all this mess it's not real pretty – but it sure is beautiful.
Which reminds me of our tree. Which reminds me of me. Things a very very ugly hang from the limbs of my life, my past and curled in up in the corners of my mind. Do I pump myself with poisonous pious? Or, should I allow the ugly to hang in plain site?
As for the tree I’m going to let it grow. Give it plenty of water and sun and fertilizer. I'll prune the infected leaves. And if Maria is right, it will produce, “a very very much good fruit, a very very sweet.” It may not be real pretty but it sure is beautiful.
My Lord, here we are blemishes and all. We ask You to help us bear a very very much fruit. Good fruit that remains in season and out. Keep us from poisoning our souls for appearance sake. And show us that you can use us – blemishes and all.
Do you not say, ‘There are still four months and then comes the harvest’?
Behold, I say to you, lift up your eyes and look at the fields, for they are already white for harvest!
“I am the vine, you are the branches. He who abides in Me, and I in him, bears much fruit; for without Me you can do nothing. If anyone does not abide in Me, he is cast out as a branch and is withered; and they gather them and throw them into the fire, and they are burned. If you abide in Me, and My words abide in you, you will[a] ask what you desire, and it shall be done for you. By this My Father is glorified, that you bear much fruit; so you will be My disciples.