Planting a Vineyard: Living In Him Abiding, Willingness, and Trust “I am the vine; you are the branches. Whoever abides in Me and I in him bears much fruit, for apart from Me you can do nothing.”— John 15:5 Jesus does not ask us to strive harder or perform better.He invites us to abide. A branch cannot bear fruit by effort. It bears fruit by remaining connected to the vine. That is the foundation of everything:In Him. In Him. In Him. Who We Are In Christ Ephesians 1 paints a

Where God Restores What Was Meant to Humiliate In Gospel of John 9, we encounter a man who had lived his entire life unseen—not just physically blind, but socially diminished. In that culture, blindness was often tied to shame, judgment, and exclusion. Day after day, he sat in the dust while others passed him by, and many would spit on the ground near him as a sign of contempt. That ground held the weight of his humiliation. Then Jesus Christ steps into his story. What Jesus

“The Lord God made garments of skin for Adam and his wife and clothed them.” There is something deeply moving about this moment in Scripture. Genesis 3 is the chapter of humanity’s first great failure—the moment everything fractured. Trust was broken. Innocence was lost. Shame entered. Adam and Eve hid, covered themselves with fragile fig leaves, and faced the consequences of their choices. And yet… right there, in the middle of the mess, God shows up.Not with abandonment.Not

Are you? Innocent? Not me? What is innocence? According to the Miriam Webster Online Dictionary the word Innocence can be defined as: “freedom from legal guilt of a particular crime or offense”, “freedom from guilt or sin through being unacquainted with evil” or “lack of worldly experience or sophistication”. How often have you heard, perhaps even said or thought: I have lost my innocence! It seems the world wants us to look at innocence as something: lost, gone,

You Are Not What You Wear. We are deeply valuable to God. But sometimes we confuse ourselves. We start believing that we are what we wear. Yet that is not the truth — because the clothes we wear can always be taken off again. So often we put on jackets and coats that were never meant for us. They do not fit us. They were never chosen by our Father. Instead, we picked them up somewhere along the road — found in a dustbin, collected on a detour, or handed to us by someone else