Prune me.


Prune me.
He is the Vine of true life
and I am branched onto Him.
Clip away any stem of mine
that is divided
and filled of self.
Grow me in you,
burning the branches that are dead.
When my branches are tempted
to grow on another vine,
remind me who you are.
For in you I have true life.
True life that sustains and pains,
yet in the pain
I become stronger in Him,
for He is the Great Vine.
Prune me…to be a flower that reflects its Vine…You.
(John 15+Psalms 86:11)

Luke YoungbloodComment