The Fruit of the Spirit (Conclusion)

Time for a break! It was a warm, sunny afternoon, and Julie and Jason were finished with their daily chores. Now with apples in hand, they climbed onto the railing of their porch and began to eat the crisp, red fruit. “Mm, these are good,” Jason slurped. “Yea. Hey—that reminds me of a poem I just found,” his older sister replied. “Want me to get it?” Poetry wasn’t exactly Jason’s favorite literature, but he said anyway, “Why not.” Julie promptly returned with the poem and handed it to Jason....