Friuts

  Fruits 

                               Wrap this tapestry in holy love,

                                sweet nourishment from God above.

                                If one desires to peel its layers,

                               The harvest yields in constant prayer.

                               Savor the taste of juicy fruit

                               fed by the spirit’s deep-seed roots.

                               Layered with inner, unquenchable joy,

                               A peace that no critic can ever destroy.

                               Having embraced ‌faithful patience,

                               We wait for the fruits of true repentance.

                               Each seed of kindness is designed 

                               to leave a divine taste.

                               Far sweeter than honey or pure delight,

                               We light candles to pierce the night.

                               Extending His goodness every day,

                               Reflecting His grace along the way.

                               A faithfulness that never spoils,

                               untouched by decay or earthly toils.

                               The sweet aroma of quiet gentleness.   

                               Introduces the soul to His Holiness.

                               Drawn to the savor of our Savior’s face,

                               We walk in the light of amazing grace.

                               Holding self-control through long-suffering days,

                               bearing rich fruits to offer Him praise.

                               Knowing how to bow down in faith, not pride.

                               With mercy and truth as our constant guides.

                               Come, taste of the harvest, do not delay,

                               At the table of faith, He is serving today