John 15:5, "I am the Vine; you are the branches. If a man remains in me and I in him, he will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing."
My Branches...What Does the Gardner See?
To the Gardner of my heart,
Through my daily living and each moment of sojourning with Thee,
That's where I find Your peace, Your love, Your power; Your strength in me.
Life's heavy toils and burdonsome snares have often set the trap.
The devil's scheme for sure, to make this journey polluted, to make me to stumble back.
Fall back to the life that I once lived; selfish, wasted, a life stained with sin.
How Satan would love to strip my peace, steal my joy and to guilt me once again.
My Friends:
There are many types of branches on every kind of tree.
What do my branches look like? What does the Gardner see?
Are my branches healthy? Are they rich in color and full of vibrant life?
Do they bear my Father's fruit or do they reveal my hurt and strife?
For what the Gardner sees surely determines each branch's destination.
My branches should be bearing fruit, abiding in His love and exalting in His Creation.
He tends to healthy branches with love as He begins to trim and prune -
Making every good branch better, for producing even sweeter fruit.
Yes, the Gardner looks at us with love. What does my Gardner see?
Does He see any bad branches? Are my branches dead and withering?
Those dead and withered branches; branches wasted, given up and expired;
No longer trying, producing and bearing. They are cut off and thrown into the fire.
That's not the type of branch that God's wants me to be. He desires my beauty and much growth.
Are you bearing more today than yesterday? Are you sharing seeds to sow?
Please take a look at your branches. Are you His disciple indeed?
Are you living, breathing and believing in the Truth? The Truth that sets us free?
Are you growing and progressing or has your fruit bearing reached a stall?
Open up your heart to Him again and listen for His call.
He calls to you with open arms, beckoning your heart to return.
So return to His Word, His love, His presence. An abundant walk with Him we yearn.
To his garden with love He glances. Abiding in Him we see
Branches multiplying in goodness, faithfulness and gentleness. With that, the Gardner is very pleased.
Written by: Krista Hoggle, 01/10/2010
Pruned with Love,
