Figs not from Thistles
Bearing good fruit is deeply connected to having a healthy spiritual life. In the past, I believed that once we received Christ and His Spirit, the fruits would just appear. But like a healthy tree or vine, this process takes time and care. As I began to ask for good fruit, I realized there were parts of my heart that were unhealthy and needed attention—the darker, more hidden areas. Even after asking for good fruit, they didn’t just magically appear. I had to wrestle with my flesh, learning to let go of things that didn’t belong. It felt as though, as I fought through those struggles, I began to make room for new fruits like kindness, patience, and self-control. I’m still praying and seeking Him, asking how my heart should continue to be shaped.
Bearing good fruit is deeply connected to having a healthy spiritual life. In the past, I believed that once we received Christ and His Spirit, the fruits would just appear. But like a healthy tree or vine, this process takes time and care. As I began to ask for good fruit, I realized there were parts of my heart that were unhealthy and needed attention—the darker, more hidden areas. Even after asking for good fruit, they didn’t just magically appear. I had to wrestle with my flesh, learning to let go of things that didn’t belong. It felt as though, as I fought through those struggles, I began to make room for new fruits like kindness, patience, and self-control. I’m still praying and seeking Him, asking how my heart should continue to be shaped.
Bearing good fruit is deeply connected to having a healthy spiritual life. In the past, I believed that once we received Christ and His Spirit, the fruits would just appear. But like a healthy tree or vine, this process takes time and care. As I began to ask for good fruit, I realized there were parts of my heart that were unhealthy and needed attention—the darker, more hidden areas. Even after asking for good fruit, they didn’t just magically appear. I had to wrestle with my flesh, learning to let go of things that didn’t belong. It felt as though, as I fought through those struggles, I began to make room for new fruits like kindness, patience, and self-control. I’m still praying and seeking Him, asking how my heart should continue to be shaped.