For some reason this a.m. it took me back to a kids camp I attended circa 1990 when we sang a tune that went to the melody of "Glory, glory, Hallelujah.":
"He's a peach of a savior, He's the apple of my eye,
He prunes back the branches when the branches get too high,
He bears fruit in season and His love will never die,
And that's why I'm bananas for the Lord
Glory, glory, we're the branches (3x),
And that's why I'm bananas for the Lord.
What in my life needs to be pruned and am I willing to allow God to remove it so I may bear more fruit for the Lord?
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