Pruning Time

When my thoughts race to and fro, You are there.

When I'm out of words and lost in time, You are there.

When I feel disconnected and cut off, You are there.

You tell us to abide in You Jesus, yet if were fruitful-we'll soon be pruned.

You tell us we were wild olive branches grafted in, let the life giving sap flow.

If we are fruitless in either case, we have no connection to the root-Jesus.

Father, help us wayward gentiles put on white garments for your wedding. 

Help us Ephesians find our first love, and may it never be lost again.

Keep us from ever being the Laodiceans.

Help us remember grace is sufficient and His mercy endures forever!