Fruit Fight

She threw a fruit I couldn't dodge;

I giggled at the blow.

I picked one up and tossed it back;

The fight began to flow.

He stood by, watching, wondering;

And I just couldn't resist.

Before he knew what hit him,

I'd opened wide my fist

And hurled in his direction

A fruit so juicy ripe

The sweetness overwhelmed him;

And so, he joined the fight.

Our fruit supply was endless,

Growing there upon the Vine;

And throwing it was such a kick

Both for their side, and mine.

The love fruit always touched a heart,

The joy fruit left a smile,

The peace fruit brought serenity,

Patience lasted quite awhile.

Kindness always caught off-guard,

Goodness breezed right through,

Gentleness landed lightly,

Faithfulness was true-blue.

The taste of self-control

Kept all our timing right;

And we've decided that this is

The only way to fight!


II Corinthians 10:4 (NIV)

The weapons we fight with are not the weapons

of the world.

Galatians 5:22 (NIV)

But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control.

Romans 12:21 (NIV)

Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good.