I am the true vine and my Father is gardener. He cuts off every branch in me that bears no fruit while does bear fruit he prunes so it will be even more fruitful. You are already clean because of word have spoken to you. Remain me as also remain No can by itself must vine. Neither you unless me. vine branches. If you much fruit apart from do nothing. not like a thrown away withers such branches picked up into fire burned. words ask whatever wish done for This Father’s glory showing yourselves disciples… did choose but chose