The Pen


The Pen

 


John 15:1-5
New Living Translation (NLT)

Jesus, the True Vine

15 “I am the true grapevine, and my Father is the gardener. 2 He cuts off every branch of mine that doesn’t produce fruit, and he prunes the branches that do bear fruit so they will produce even more. 3 You have already been pruned and purified by the message I have given you. 4 Remain in me, and I will remain in you. For a branch cannot produce fruit if it is severed from the vine, and you cannot be fruitful unless you remain in me. 5 “Yes, I am the vine; you are the branches. Those who remain in me, and I in them, will produce much fruit. For apart from me you can do nothing.


The Pen

I am the pen and that is all,
I cannot write a thing; big or small,
But I rest within the mighty hand
Of him who writes the story grand,

Who paints the skies of silky blue
And sets the stars into nightly view,
Who created every single thing
And made the angel choirs to sing,

No, I cannot write a single word,
To claim otherwise would be absurd,
I am the pen so very small,
I cannot write a thing at all.

©2018 by William Pierce


Father,

“Hold tight, my Lord, and use me well”
“Give me purpose, help me excel”
“I am lost outside of Your great hand”
“Please use me well within Your plan”

Thank You!

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