O tormented soul! How deep thy sorrow,
Thy branches bowed in heavy sighing and weeping!
Thy leaves can find no extra hour to borrow,
Thy crown exposed, and tired of vainly seeking.
No strength canst thou derive from soil depleted,
Thy shallow roots touch not the deeper river;
Thy purpose — to bear the finest fruit — was defeated —
In all thy foliage, thou failedest to find the Giver.
Serving Jesus is the way to produce true fruit that glorifies God. Our own goodness — or our own ideas of goodness — are worthless for producing spiritual fruit. We must leave our own efforts at spiritual excellence — we must divorce ourselves from them — in order to join ourselves to the Resurrected One, in whom is the promise of life and vitality. In Christ we possess all possibility for effective service.
So, my brothers and sisters, you also died to the law through the body of Christ, so that you could be joined to another, to the one who was raised from the dead, to bear fruit to God.
Our God and Father, reinforce in us the purpose to live in and for Christ and to glorify you by our fruit.
The little camera didn’t do justice to the visual contrast this morning early, with the shadows coming in through the window and the wall making an interesting background for the fruit. In the image they tend to blend too much. Continue reading →