Monday, November 24, 2003
Working in a cell and being watched
This photo was taken by yet another child whom I have unofficially adopted as my seventh or eighth asian daughter (I've lost count). I introduce you to Mai Doua (thank you for reminding me to be true Allie *smile*). The photo reminds me of a metaphor for life. We are being watched. It cannot be proven so, but all have an inclination that it is true. So, by faith, we are being watched. What effect might this have on your behavior? It is, perhaps, in direct correlation to your faith.
John 15
The Vine and the Branches
1"I am the true vine, and my Father is the gardener. 2He cuts off every branch in me that bears no fruit, while every branch that does bear fruit he prunes[1] so that it will be even more fruitful. 3You are already clean because of the word I have spoken to you. 4Remain in me, and I will remain in you. No branch can bear fruit by itself; it must remain in the vine. Neither can you bear fruit unless you remain in me.
5"I am the vine; you are the branches. If a man remains in me and I in him, he will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing.
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