Showing posts with label God-The Vinedresser. Show all posts
Showing posts with label God-The Vinedresser. Show all posts

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Friday's Faith - Wasted? Or, Replenished to Bear Fruit?







Wasted? Or, Replenished to Bear Fruit?




Friday's Faith





Ezekiel 36:24-28

… I’ll give you a new heart, put a new spirit in you. I’ll remove the stone heart from your body and replace it with a heart that’s God-willed, not self-willed. I’ll put My Spirit in you and make it possible for you to do what I tell you and live by My commands.




Replace a stone heart with a God-willed heart,

E’er sensitive to Your Spirit in me.

I cannot do Your will, from You apart,

But can do ALL things through Christ who strengthens me.



My heart is broken; my spirit is sad.

Pour Your balm in my heart; let it seep through

Until my heart is healed, my spirit glad,

While my body, soul, spirit rest in You.



May I not march off in my strength alone,

Carrying burdens that aren’t mine to bear.

As I needed Christ, my sins to atone,

So I need the Vine, my heart to repair.



Since Jesus loves me the way You’ve loved Him,

Nurtures me in Love like a plant in soil,

Love flows through me like nutrients through th’ stem,

Reproducing Life from Love-fertile soil.



I didn’t choose You—You chose me t’ bear fruit—

I must abide in You, Love-enriched Root!

Rooted in Love produces Love’s off-shoot:

Eternal souls, Satan cannot uproot!



You designed me to bear fruit that won’t spoil;

I must feed on You, allow You to lead . . .

Your Spirit gives me strength Satan can’t foil—

I will go where You guide—with Godspeed!



Thou art the Vine; I am the branch; flow through

Me to touch other souls thirsty for You!





“I am the true vine, and my Father is the gardener. He cuts off every branch in me that bears no fruit, while every branch that does bear fruit he prunes so that it will be even more fruitful. You are already clean because of the word I have spoken to you. Remain in me, and I will remain in you. No branch can bear fruit by itself; it must remain in the vine. Neither can you bear fruit unless you remain in me.

“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. If anyone does not remain in me, he is like a branch that is thrown away and withers; such branches are picked up, thrown into the fire and burned. If you remain in me and my words remain in you, ask whatever you wish, and it will be given you. This is to my Father’s glory, that you bear much fruit, showing yourselves to be my disciples.

“As the Father has loved me, so have I loved you. Now remain in my love. If you obey my commands, you will remain in my love, just as I have obeyed my Father’s commands and remain in his love. I have told you this so that my joy may be in you and that your joy may be complete. My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you. Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends. You are my friends if you do what I command. I no longer call you servants, because a servant does not know his master’s business. Instead, I have called you friends, for everything that I learned from my Father I have made known to you. You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you to go and bear fruit—fruit that will last. Then the Father will give you whatever you ask in my name.This is my command: Love each other.


~John 15:1-17 NIV


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I've shared this with you before, and I'd like to share it again as it is a wonderful reminder of the challenges ahead of us to trust our loving Lord amidst our abject helplessness...

A grieving mother, Sharon Throop related the following:

We lost our only daughter, Wendy, (14) years ago (11/12/96). I was just sent a prose, that sums up so much for so many who walk this road. You may have read it before, but if not, send it on to some of your friends and realize that it sums up the loss of our children.

"Feel incomplete? Life in suspense? Can you accept the anxiety of not being in control, while trusting in the 'slow work of God, our loving Vine-dresser'?

"Can you 'give our Lord the benefit of believing that His hand is leading you, and accept the anxiety of feeling yourself in suspense and incomplete'?"









Pictures - Thanks to FotoSearch.com

Poem - Wasted? Or, Replenished to Bear Fruit? - Angie Bennett Prince - 6/2/2009

Scriptures in New International Version

Quote, thanks to Sharon Throop - who can be found on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=523232095


Friday, April 2, 2010

Friday's Faith - His Child for Mine





Friday's Faith

His Child for Mine



My God in Heaven sent Him to die

In my place and in my child's.


To e'er doubt His love~How could I?

His love endured all~His death to give Life...


O, how could He spare His Child for mine?

I cannot bare the loss of my baby!


Yet He allowed His, drink Satan's bitt'rest wine…


Then says, "Now, love like I do." So maybe...


He'll pour such Love through His “umbilical” Vine

...To love others like they were...my baby,


For He loves me just as He did His Baby…



After His Son’s death, God to His Child did endow

The breath of Life that gave Life to His Child…


To think, that same Life He breathes in me now,

Is the same Life He now breathes in my baby…




Written Good Friday, 4/2/2010








Poem - His Child for Mine – Angie Bennett Prince – Good Friday, 4/2/2010


Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Tuesday's Trust - Patient Trust


Tuesday's Trust

Patient Trust


Above all, trust in the slow work of God.

We are quite naturally impatient in everything

to reach the end without delay.


We should like to skip the intermediate stages.

We are impatient of being on the way


to something unknown, 


something new.


Yet it is the law of all progress that is made


by passing through some stages of instability


and that may take a very long time.




And so I think it is with you.

Your ideas mature gradually. Let them grow.

Let them shape themselves without undue haste.

Do not try to force them on 


as though you could be today what time


-- that is to say, grace --


and circumstances 


acting on your own good will 


will make you tomorrow.


Only God could say what this new Spirit


gradually forming in you will be.




Give our Lord the benefit of believing 


that his hand is leading you,


and accept the anxiety of feeling yourself


in suspense and incomplete.


Above all, trust in the slow work of God,


our loving vine-dresser. 



Amen.


Pierre Teilhard de Chardin (via Ian Cron) (via Flowerdust)







Poem - Patient Trust by Pierre Teihard de Chardin

Picture and Poem: Thanks to http://www.flowerdust.net/2009/10/16/accept-the-anxiety/

Poem: Thanks to http://www.worship.ca/docs/p_62_ptdc.html