The Church Plant
Jesus is the Vine,
The Life and Spirit
Of an ever-growing church plant.
You are a branch.
I am a branch.
We are all gently grafted into the Vine,
Nurtured by branches who came before our own.
The Life of the Vine,
The Spirit of the Vine,
Flows through your branch,
And my branch,
And many others,
Quickening each,
Bringing forth buds and fruit,
And still more branches
Are grafted to ours.
And the Spirit flows through all the branches.
Jesus creates and calls the branches,
Grafts them into His Vine,
Directs all growth.
Jesus waters and feeds
Each branch,
Loves each branch,
Tends the fruit of each branch,
Sees and cherishes
The love, joy, peace,
Patience, kindness, goodness,
Faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control
He finds on each fragile limb.
Jesus trains and prunes each twig
For still more fruit.
You are a branch,
I am a branch
Thriving in the Vine,
Growing side by side,
Even intertwined,
Humbly interdependent,
Together joyously dependent
Ever and always
On Jesus,
The Vine.
I am strengthened by the Life in you,
You are strengthened by the Life in me,
As we live and work in the great plant,
Our roots in the Father,
Our life in the Son and the Holy Spirit,
The Vine and the Gardener.
We sway in the wind of voices saying,
"The church is a dying institution,"
Even as we feel and see and hear
The Spirit and the Life
Flowing through our branches,
Even as we hear Jesus calling,
See Jesus moving in the lives
Of our brothers and sisters
In the great plant.
We know Jesus lives.
We know He is eternal.
We know we must thrive on in Him.
He wills it.
We will it with Him.
We live and work and pray in Him,
Let us live and work and pray in Him,
"Nurture our branch, Oh Lord,
Tend Your church plant.
Train and prune each limb, each twig.
Increase the beauty and bounty of our fruit.
Graft in,
Do graft in
New branches.
Let Your life and Spirit
Flow through us to nurture them.
Let there be
No dying,
No end."
Bleeding Heart is one of my favorite plants. It's name and heart shaped blooms remind me that Jesus loved us so much he was willing to shed his blood and die to save us. |
Jennifer...my newly acquired friendship with your sister, Joyce, has allowed me to become aware of your blog. I just wanted you to know that this morning, I read "The Church Plant". One phrase jumped out at me...
ReplyDelete"Jesus trains and prunes each twig
For still more fruit."
I need to be reminded of that...especially when the pruning has pain attached. To trust that the Gardener knows what He is doing is hard sometimes...but the end result is to bear more fruit. There is purpose...it is not random.
Thank you for sharing. I'm really being blessed to get to know Joyce better...and now some of the other branches from your family tree. :)
Wow....Jennifer....your poetry is very inspirational. Did you say your works are published?
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Great poem Jennifer, I look forward to reading more of your works!
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This is such a beautiful poem and I love the drawing too. And I love you!
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