(Phil 1:11) Years ago I lived near a fruit orchard. It was one of my favorite places to visit on my daily runs. I still remember the joyful pleasure of jogging up and down the rows of those gorgeous trees, especially near harvest season. The splendid beauty and aroma of those fully-laden fruit trees always had a way of bringing peace to my soul and a smile to my face. Those hallowed halls became a sacred place for me, as I jogged along, because my prayers would inevitably stir a deep longing that my soul might someday be like those trees. My earnest plea to God was that someday my heart would be so laden with fruit that it would bring as big a smile to His face as these trees brought to mine. And, after reading today's verse, I'm convinced that Paul had something like that in his mind when he penned these words. ~~~~Hey! I'd love to hear from you! Reach me at: [email protected]: "Most Holy Place," by Doug Beiden. https://www.beidenmusic.com/music. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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