Against such things there is no law. Galatians 5:23
Walking in sound vineyard peaceful as can be,
Wet dew underfoot, and smell of grapes sweetly
Wafting in the breeze kisses upon my face.
Peeking under green leaf with fruit full of grace,
Clusters of gentle amerinthine Concord,
Lovely, dangle and drape above joyous sward.
Patiently they fill with flesh of sweetened meat
Through faithful season’s sun, cloud, hail, mist, and storm.
Persevering rich goodness in bundled form,
as vine to branch most mercifully supply
in kind and plush abundance, aqua vitae!
Jesus, My Vine, You are so precious and Your dear sweet Holy Spirit in me…hidden… produces good things…outward. I pray that others can see Your goodness in me and be drawn to You, precious Lord. You were connected to the cross to reconnect us to You. I praise You for Your life of sacrifice for me. You are the Vine of Life and apart from You I can do nothing. Amen.