Walking over a small foot bridge at the quiet park, a stream babbled underneath coming downstream, but looking on the other side of the bridge, there was no movement in the water. I looked down on either side and the moving water was stopped by a tiny pile of sticks and leaves, then on the opposite side – stillness.
A close friend came to mind, how much God is pouring into him and I’m looking for signs of fruit. Many times I’ve been to Christian conferences when my friends and I seem to take in different things, they more atuned to the teachings.
Are your friends drinking in and bearing fruit?
“Early in the morning He came again into the temple, and all the people were coming to Him; and He sat down and began to teach them.” John 8:2.