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For the fruitless nights, when you have laboured and nothing grows.
Solomon Nights began with a song written for the hardest kind of night. Where the Life Is was made for the nights when all your trying has worn you thin, and the Vine quietly asks you to remain. Seven nights in the garden: one exclusive song, one voice, one guitar, and scripture low in the dark.
What you receive, instantly
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Three devotional art prints: each as a high resolution digital file in three shapes (A series, 4:5 and 3:2), so there is a size to fit your frame. Print them at home or at any print shop.
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A lyric sheet for the song, set as art on its own night scene, ready to print and frame.
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A one page printing guide, so your prints come out right the first time, at home or at the print shop.
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A seven night devotional (digital PDF), a short reflection each night, a scripture and a prayer, with the song to play in the dark.
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Three matching phone wallpapers.
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Two desktop wallpapers, wide artworks made for your computer screen.
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An exclusive song, Where the Life Is, written for these seven nights and found nowhere else, not even on Spotify.
The seven nights inside
Seven nights in the garden, each with its own scripture, reflection and prayer:
- Where the Life Is
- Called to Remain
- Through Every Scar
- Beneath the Frost
- Roots by the River
- In Season’s Time
- Rooted and Still
Every verse is set as real typography, from the King James and World English Bibles. This is a digital product only, nothing physical is posted to you.
Read Night One, in full
The first of the seven nights, exactly as it appears in the devotional. The other six are yours with the set.
Night One: Where the Life Is
"I am the vine, ye are the branches: He that abideth in me, and I in him, the same bringeth forth much fruit: for without me ye can do nothing." John 15:5
There is a question underneath most of our exhaustion, and it is this: where does the life actually come from? We behave as though it comes from us, from our effort, our discipline, our record of good days. So we chase the fruit with empty hands, squeezing the branch as if pressure could make it produce. But a branch has never once made a grape. Jesus says it plainly: without me ye can do nothing. Not little. Nothing. The life is not in the trying. The life is in Him.
Tonight, let that sentence be a relief instead of a rebuke. If the life is in the Vine, then the branch is allowed to stop performing. Your task is not to generate anything. Your task is to stay joined to the One who generates everything. Sap does not strain; it flows. Whatever did not get done today, whatever fruit has not yet appeared, set it down at the root of the Vine. He holds the life, and He holds you. You can rest now.
Lord Jesus, You are the Vine and I am only a branch. Forgive me for living as though the life came from me. Tonight I stop striving and simply stay near You. Amen.
When weariness runs deeper than striving, Borrowed Wings: Seven Nights in the Open Sky lifts the tired heart.
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