Trials- a Blessing or Curse?

For our Father, the vine-dresser
Is pruning, discarding
As branches, of His vine
For more fruit…keep abiding.

The Fig Tree

Not our knowledge, our ‘leaves’
Our sin, we can’t cover
For God sees our hearts
Any sweet fruit, to discover?

Our Garden

Our life is a garden
We tend, and we sow
Bright flowers, or weeds
We choose what will grow.

Fruit Inspection Time

So when God views our heart
Our innermost being
Is there fruit in our lives?
Are we abiding, or leaving?