This morning, I am thankful for fruit. I received a gift of a case of bananas this weekend. I'm going to peel them and put them in freezer bags whole. That way, when I make banana cake like I did this weekend, I'll have them ready to go. I'm thankful for the bananas; but, I'm also thankful for the fruits of the Spirit which continue to grow in me: love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control*. I've berrated myself over the years. You see, although I have all these fruits in my life, none of them is fully ripe. None is perfect, none is complete. Each of these fruits is growing in me at a different rate. The key word here is growing. My fruit isn't ripe. You know, sometimes underripe fruit isn't very sweet. Sometimes I'm not very sweet. Just this morning God revealed to me that this is a process for us just as it is a process for the fruit to first bloss...