Lord, set the effervescent mark of Your Holy Spirit upon my life. Let me reflect the holiness into which I have been called. Only Your beautifully radiant presence can ripen the fruit of the Spirit blossoming within. Before You my heart clung to the winter of the soul, but now the promised warmth of springtime truth melts everything hardened within me. Jesus, plant the seeds of faith, of hope, of love. Bring me through the cultivating springtime of the soul until I am ripe for harvest. Let me not be content until the bud has opened and the flower of Your abiding presence gives off its fragrance. Ripen Your servant in grace and mercy. May I find no satisfaction in the bitter yeasts of worldly pleasure but only in the sweet, luscious sustenance of the fruit of Your Spirit. Enrich me in Your presence, Lord Jesus. Make me ready to be plucked from this earth and planted in the garden of heaven. Under the beauty of the Word in John 15:4 and the authority of Christ I bow in prayer.

Remain in Me, and I in you. As the branch can’t bear fruit by itself unless it remains in the vine, so neither can you, unless you remain in Me.
John 15:4, WEB