Love takes practice
Not a pocketful of emotion
Love echoes from heaven’s halls
Not a drop of mysterious potion

When we abide in Him
We love like His friends
Jesus begins the reach
He regenerates He relates
“Follow me” to each He states

He chose us before our birth
Who would choose us afterwards
We come to Him because God
Not because we chose first

Being busy is how the world counts importance
Flinging fruit from the Spirit inside
Beats busy like humility beats pride

John 15