Whose Fruit Is It?

A soul is walking lightly toward heaven.
That soul has met God
and come to a mature faith,
and is so beautiful that just looking makes me smile.
The soul walked on into a dazzling light.
Perhaps it was going deep into God’s embrace.
As I stood enraptured, unable to look away:
“Whose fruit is that soul?”
— It is God’s fruit.
“You too, for the sake of many souls, be faithful with all your life,
and make them my fruit and yours.”
— Amen.