John 15:2

“Every branch in Me that does not bear fruit, He takes away; and every branch that bears fruit, He prunes it so that it may bear more fruit.”

STRONGS HEBREW/GREEK ORIGINS

“Every branch (klema: tender and flexible shoot or sprout of a vine) in Me that does not bear (phero: bring forth, carry) fruit (karpos: that which originates or comes from something, an effect, results), He takes away (airo: to take upon one's self and carry off from its place ; remove); and every branch that bears fruit, He prunes (kathairo: cleansed of filth and impurity) it so that it may bear more fruit.”

SUMMARY
Every branch from the vine in Me that does not bring forth results of being in Me, [My Father] removes; and every branch from the vine that brings forth results of being in Me, He cleanses of impurity so that it may bear even more results of being in Me.

MEDITATION

If you saw my work truck this week, you’d likely have some questions for me in regards to my line of work and how I would allow my own vehicle to looks so shoddy considering detailing is my business. Yesterday, a friend did some wet-sanding for me as we’re prepping the hood and front fenders for some new paint in a few days. In its current state, it looks pretty awful. The sanded areas have more of a pink hue than red and the finish is as flat as a chalkboard. In contrast to the rest of the truck, the front end sticks out like a sore thumb. All of that being said I know that it’s literally a work in progress. Others may see me pull up to a parking lot to work for the afternoon and think that my truck is in dire need of some work itself but that’s OK because I know the end of the process is around the bend. So, even though I can’t hardly stand the way my own truck currently looks, I know that it will lead to a much-needed end – fresh, new, shiny paint. I see a lot of my own spiritual life within this simple example. There are things in my life that just don’t look too great right now at first glance. I’m a branch that is in constant need of pruning and purging. Father has His hands full at times tending to this “tender shoot” that’s hidden in the Son. Thankfully, He sees the end result that lays before me. My spiritual journey is one where I’m constantly in process until I breathe my last breath.  And I’m OK with that… no matter how I may look for now, for in the end, I’ll look like My Saviour.