Yhere was a time in my life when I spent every school day trying to make friends. Desperately trying to find my position in the high school hiearchy. But no matter how hard I tried, the one clique I wanted to fit in with, was the one who caused me the most emotional and physical pain.
At the time I could not figure out why my efforts were falling flat. However in hind sight I have come to understand why I could never get into this particylar group.
Jesus tells his disciples in John 15:1-2: "I am the yrue vine , and my father is the gardener. He cuts off branch in me that bears no fruit, while every branch that does bear fruit he prunes, so that it will be even more fruitful."
Over the years I have come to understand that the one clique I desperately wanted to fit in to was the one who, over time, would have caused my branches to die.
Lord, although I am dying to fit in please show me the people who will not cause my branches to die.