“I want more fruit, Lord. I want much fruit.” My prayer ran more or less along the lines of that vague reference to John 15. It was summer, and my parents’ blueberry bushes groaned with fruit. I was jealous. In the Love of Christ, my roots ran as deep as those. Of the Water of Life I drank long and often. Yes, I have fruit, but I’m hungry for more. Where is it?
As is commonly the case with these Hard Questions, I prayed and pondered for a while before receiving an answer. Then somewhere Continue reading “So where’s the fruit? Thoughts on John 15 and the sower and seed”