This morning I’m just thinking upon the Fruit of the Spirit:
Goodness (I like to think of this as humility)
In some ways, they’re like a staircase going up in either direction. I can choose to accept the peace that surpasses and build upon it, or I can start with the strength God gives to lead me to self-control and go from there. Literally, one-syllable words, two-syllable words, three syllable words. Building. Growing. Improving. Being improved. Being redeemed from the un-fruit (selfishness being one – what others would you say?)
But also, I see the fruit as circular, one always leading to another, spiraling up and up towards what I was meant to be, but, in this life, never completing the rising. The sky’s the limit!