If you remain in me and my words remain in you, ask for whatever you want and it will be done to you. By this is my Father glorified, that you bear much fruit and become my disciples.
(John 15:78)

What more could I ask, Lord, than to be your disciple and bear fruit? I never feel as though I am doing enough, but that is because of my pride. If I lose myself in you, you can work through me. The branch doesn’t see the fruit it produces.

Today, someone thanked and complimented me, and that is more humbling than criticism, because what I did was easy and small. Still, I am glad that it meant something to her. Nothing is difficult when I know how to help; it is discovering what that is that challenges me. If someone asks a favor, I feel useful. Yet love is not a feeling, and if I were truly humble I wouldn’t want words of appreciation.

If we, the branches, are united with you, then the sap that sustains us is the same life force that nourishes our neighbors. It is not necessary for two leaves to touch in order to be part of the same plant. We share the same sunshine, the same rain, the same soil. You tend us as one. Help us to remember that we do nothing on our own.

Now I have ten minutes to reflect in silence. Keep me connected. Thy will be done.

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