Wednesday, August 14, 2013


A Grapevine
Beaten down by a fallen Tree
Even crushed
Will still turn lifted leaves
Toward the Sun
The Vine will still bear fruit
Although the birds and animals
Eat and scatter the Grape
on the Ground
And lying in the Dirt
The Fruit may rot
The Roots of The Vine Grow toward Water
In the Earth
The Life Of The Vine
For that is why God Created
The Vine ...

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"I am the true vine, 
and My Father is the vinedresser.
"Every branch in Me that does not bear fruit, 
He takes away; 
and every branch that bears fruit, 
He prunes it so that it may bear more fruit.
"You are already clean because of the word
 which I have spoken to you.
 "Abide in Me,
 and I in you. 
As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself 
unless it abides in the vine, 
so neither can you unless you abide in Me. 
"I am the vine, you are the branches; 
he who abides in Me and I in him, 
 he bears much fruit, 
for apart from Me you can do nothing.  
"If anyone does not abide in Me, 
he is thrown away as a branch and dries up; 
and they gather them, 
and cast them into the fire 
and they are burned. 
"If you abide in Me, 
and My words abide in you,
 ask whatever you wish, 
and it will be done for you.  
"My Father is glorified by this, 
that you bear much fruit, 
and so prove to be My disciples. 
"Just as the Father has loved Me, 
 I have also loved you; 
abide in My love. 

John 15 : 1 - 9

Friday, August 2, 2013

They Never Chose...

They were given a path
They never chose
The birth orphans face
No place of heritage or heredity

They never chose
To be set aside as a teenager
an unskilled athlete
no foreseeable leadership qualities

When others could go home
there was not one to approach
their eyes in desperation
listen to emptiness

the college kid
who for two weeks
thought to experience homelessness
will never know the brokenness

For it is the path
they never chose
the hungry child of darkened streets
the mother who's bruises weep

It is the path
They never chose
a concrete floor
or prison cell

It is the path
They never chose
Persecution in a foreign land
or this

It is a path
They never chose
for their heart
is not yours...

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His was a path
No one else could walk
His was the journey
of The Cross

His was to be broken
for the hearts of man
His Words were spoken
Healing by His wounded hand

His was a path
He never chose
But the will of His Father
Steps so close

Bruised and blood strewn
He opens the Way
For each failing heart
follow and pray

But this Crux of Life
Impossible to lose
It is the path
They never could choose

It is the path
to which few consent
He Loves them greatly
These who repent