The Fruit of the Spirit Prayer

Today I’m sharing with you the compilation prayer that ends the chapter of the Fruit of the Spirit from my book 100 Prayers of a Writer. I’m very pleased how well this prayer came together. I find myself needing its message frequently.

Galatians 5:22-23
But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness,
gentleness, and self-control. Against such things there is no law.

Dear Heavenly Father

I come to you filled now. There’s a skip in my step as I approach Your throne of grace. I have consumed Your fruit and found it very good. My walk is lighter. My smile matches Yours. You throw a little tickle in Your hug for me. Thank You for being such a fabulous Daddy. I couldn’t ask for any better.

Thank You for putting all of these aspects of You into a single piece of fruit for me. It’s so like You to give me the whole package at once. You don’t want me picking and choosing which qualities I think I need or want. Grant me the fortitude to put these attributes to use as Jesus did in His life on this earth.

Help me love as Jesus loved, unconditionally. Don’t let my pride or prejudices get in the way of me showing Your love to everyone I meet.

Give me the joy Jesus exhibited, enthusiastically. I always picture Him laughing from the belly when He played with the children. No matter what others thought of Him.

Let me promote the peace of Jesus, unapologetically. Allow me to sleep while the storm is so severe around me others are panicked.

Grant me the patience of Jesus, forever. May I trust that You have everything under control, even when it appears everything is in chaos.

Allow me to show the kindness of Jesus, generously. Let me drop my guard as I reach out in love so people see the genuineness of my actions.

May I live out the goodness of Jesus, authentically. Make my motives so pure I’m embarrassed when others applaud my efforts to make a difference in this world.

Ground me in the faithfulness of Jesus, whole-heartedly. Fix my gaze on heaven while I see the needs on the earth with Your kingdom in mind.

Gift me with the gentleness of Jesus, continuously. Let me see the sinner caught up in the sin before I see the sin itself so I can reach out in love and acceptance of the person.

Build in me the self-control Jesus exhibited, purposefully. Help me drink the cup You place before me in Your time as it benefits Your kingdom, not mine.

Father, I need Your Spirit’s strength to carry out this magnificent calling from You. Your Son left His indelible mark on this world. Use me to carry on His mission as I finish the race set before me.

It’s in the mighty, matchless name of Jesus I pray. AMEN

Man Overboard

“Tarshish? Yeah, we’re going to Tarshish. What you need us to take there for ya?”

“Just me.” Jonah watched the crew loading crates below deck.

The captain looked at Jonah’s small pack. “You sure do travel light. You have family in Tarshish?”

Jonah shook his head. “No. Just been hankering to visit that fine city. That’s all.”

“Four silver coins will get you there. Five will feed ya, too.”

Jonah pulled out a coin pouch and dumped all five of his coins into the captain’s hand.”

The captain smiled. “Looks like your god has blessed you just enough to get you where you’re going. Climb aboard. We’ll be setting off soon.

The crew finished loading the ship and came ashore for final preparations. Jonah climbed up the plank then went below deck to find a good place to settle in. He found a space between some boxes that fit his small frame perfectly. The rocking of the ship lulled him into a deep sleep.

The captain came aboard and waited for his crew to return. He looked around at his men then kept scanning the group.

“What you looking for Cap?”

“Not what, but who. There’s a guy who paid me to take him to Tarshish. Anyone see a little fella carrying a small bag?”

Everybody glanced around. “No sir. It’s just us here.”

The captain shrugged. “I guess I’m five coins the better. We got a schedule to keep.”

They untied and headed west. As soon as the land disappeared below the eastern horizon the wind kicked up in their face.

“Pull the sails down.”

The crew obeyed the captain’s order.

Waves crashed onto the deck.

“We’re going down if we don’t lighten the load. Start throwing cargo out. Everybody pray to your god or whatever you have to do to get this to stop. This is the worst storm I’ve ever seen.”

The men struggled to get crates on deck to save the ship.

One of them called from below. “Cap, you gotta see this.”

The captain went below deck. “What is it?”

“Is this that fella you was lookin’ for?”

The ship rocked Jonah onto the floor. He looked at the men.

The captain looked at him. “How can you sleep through this? Pray to your god to stop this storm.”

Jonah staggered to the deck and vomited overboard.

Somebody grabbed a bag and some stones. “I have an idea. Let’s see who’s to blame for this storm. I have five white rocks and one black one. We’ll each pull a stone out of this bag. Whoever gets the black one is it.”

They all agreed. Jonah took the first stone out. It was black.

The captain grabbed him by the shoulders. “Who are you? Where are you from? What have you done?”

“I’m a Hebrew. Our God made the sea and dry land, people…everything. He told me to go to Nineveh to pronounce His judgement on them. They deserve His wrath.”

The captain shook him. “We don’t deserve your god’s wrath. What do we have to do to stop this storm before it kills us all?”

“Throw me overboard.”

The captain shook his head. “That’s not an option.”

The ship rocked, then cracked.

“Cap, we’re all gonna die anyway. Let’s try his suggestion.”

The captain looked up. “Forgive us god of the Hebrews for this man’s life. We’re innocent of his blood.”

They grabbed Jonah and tossed him into the sea.

The wind stopped. They watched Jonah sink. A huge fish swam by. Jonah was gone.

“The Hebrew God is real, men. Let’s worship Him.”

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You probably thought the story of Jonah was about a disobedient prophet, didn’t you?

I think it’s more about God getting the attention of Gentiles.

The men on that ship sure found God in a big way. So will the folks in Nineveh once God gets Jonah where He wants him.

Running away from God won’t stop His will from being done. It will only delay it.

It will also affect others in the process, sometimes positively, like here, or more times than not, negatively by reaping consequences of turning away from God.

I’ve seen people claim to not feel good about a decision they’re making, but they carry it out knowing it’s against God’s will because they feel a peace about their decision.

I have news for those misguided folks. God’s truth expressed in the Bible trumps all peace we work up to fit our agenda every day of the week.

Jonah thought he would thwart God’s plan by running the opposite direction. When that failed he expected his death by drowning to end the conflict.

God’s will cannot be stopped. He could have used another prophet to carry out His agenda, but He didn’t.

God chose a way that would not only show his control of every aspect of creation, but would also lead to an object lesson about how long Jesus would remain in the grave after His death.

You see, everything worked together to accomplish God’s ultimate plan in spite of Jonah’s lack of cooperation.

Is there something in your life you’ve been fighting God over?

Have you been running away from a task you know you need to do for God’s work to be accomplished?

Is there something in the Bible you don’t want to agree with even though you know it clearly states it’s God’s will?

I hope you know you can’t win over God. He will win in the end if not sooner.

Too many people quench the Holy spirit’s work in their life to fit in with the crowd they run around with.

There’s no better place to be than in God’s will.

Crowds are made up of individuals led by fickle emotions and whims.

God is the Creator who has a plan for every aspect of His creation.

The more people who work with God’s plan the better this whole planet will be.

Turn your will over to fit God’s will.

I’ll see you later.   Wade

Be Careful What You Stand On

I thought about calling this post “Slippery Footing.” I think the title I chose fits better.

I’ve had trouble standing lately. Not literally, just figuratively.

About the time I think I know what to expect in my life the unexpected occurs.

When the unexpected happens so many times a fella realizes it’s actually normal for him. At least I do now.

Y’all know about my unexpected unemployment in early October. If you didn’t, you do now. We’re far enough along into November that I can safely say I lived to tell about that event.

Now I have companies calling me while I’m driving for someone else. It never rains but it pours.

The Apainter Paul has work coming in, too. So I’m helping him so he can help me, too.

I hope that’s not too many too’s for y’all. If it is then that’s too bad.

One of the first driving assignments, after my mini-unemployment, I accepted was for a company I hadn’t driven for before. It began as a five day gig. Then it became a one day deal. Then a two day thing before it ended up at three days. I felt like I was stuck in an auction on that one.

“Do I hear five days? No, then can I get one day…how about two. I have two can I get three days? Sold at three days.”

The next week Paul found a lady who had neglected the shrubbery around her houses for too many years. He told me I could work there as long as I wanted to or until it was caught up. I just finished clipping the shrubs around the front house when she came out to pay me for the day. She didn’t want to leave the two dogs alone while she was gone to work. She feared they’d tear the inside of the house up in their panic.

That was rug number two that got yanked out from under me. Three if you count the unemployment spell, which I won’t so don’t.

There was that couple excited about buying the Webster family farm in October. They were scheduled to sign papers November 1. It’s still the Webster family farm the last I heard. That influx of cash sure would have been a welcomed sight to my budget, but it isn’t so it ain’t.

Yet another rug gone.

Paul had a couple of jobs come in almost at once so he asked me to commit to him for the remainder of last week. I already committed to a company for Monday and Tuesday. Then company A called and asked if I could drive to Houston for them on Tuesday. I felt like a ping pong ball in a fierce competition.

I made great progress on the house Paul left me with by the end of Friday. I called The Apainter and asked if I could borrow his taller step ladder and extension pole to finish up on Saturday. He was impressed and said. “Sure thing.”

So I drove by his place, got his stuff and drove home stopping for gas and some groceries now that the previous week’s check was posted into my account. As I was on the final leg of my drive home Paul called…gulp.

“I got to thinking about how work is looking for next week. I’ll be done with the house I’m working on Monday. If you finish your house tomorrow I won’t have anything to do the rest of the week. Can you stop by after church tomorrow and return my ladder so I have it to finish that house you were working on?”

I’ve heard people say they regret things they’ve said occasionally that they wish they hadn’t let slip out of their mouths.

After a few seconds Paul had one question…”Wade, are you still there?”

“Yeah. I’m here. Sure, I can swing by after church tomorrow.”

He didn’t want to know the names I had for him that I left silent in my brain. Since he’s done so many huge favors for me I was grateful prudence won that round.

After I punched the “end call” button on my phone I sent up a prayer complaint.

“You know, God, that first rug being pulled out from under me was bad enough. This has gotten old in hurry. When is this going to stop? Where can I stand that’s safe from these falls?”

He knew I knew the answer to that question before I let it slip out of my noggin.

That rock is Jesus. Ain’t nobody nor nuthin’ going to let me slip off that foundation.

I got a call Saturday afternoon for a possible assignment driving to Shreveport that evening. I took it to shore up my budget constraints.

These unexpected things to me aren’t any big surprise to God. He’s got this all worked out for His glory.

All I have to do is keep standing then putting one foot in front of the other.

I’m in His will even when I fall.

I just have to get back up…and so do you my friend.

Keep smiling.   Wade