Learning from the Fig Tree…

In the Gospel passage for the Thirty-third Sunday in Ordinary Time (Mark 13:24-32), Jesus says, “Learn a lesson from the fig tree. When its branch becomes tender and sprouts leaves, you know that summer is near.” (v. 24). These words are part of his response to a question asked of him by the disciples, Peter, James, John, and Andrew.

Away from the others, and just after Jesus commented to his disciples on the destruction of the temple, they had asked him, “Tell us, when will this happen, and what sign will there be when all these things are about to come to an end?” (Mark 13:4). The first thing that Jesus says to them is, “See that no one deceives you.” (Mk 13:5). As he continues to tell them the signs and what will happen (trials and tribulations such as war, persecutions, etc.), he also continues to give them instructions as to how to handle themselves and the situations they will face. He says:

“… do not be alarmed” (v. 7)

“Watch out for yourselves.” or be aware (v. 9)

“… do not worry beforehand about what you are to say. But say whatever will be given to you at that hour. For it will not be you who are speaking but the holy Spirit.” (v. 11)

“Be watchful!” (v. 23)

Then he says these words that are part of the Gospel for today, “Learn a lesson from the fig tree. When its branch becomes tender and sprouts leaves, you know that summer is near.” (v. 28). And although Jesus says this as he continues to tell Peter, James, John, and Andrew about the signs that will occur at the end times, the gospel passage ends with Jesus saying, “But of that day or hour, no one knows, neither the angels in heaven, nor the Son, but only the Father.” (v. 32). In other words, perhaps Jesus is reminding us not to focus on the signs, but rather to focus on his instructions.

His last instruction, “Learn a lesson from the fig tree,” is intriguing. In chapter 11 of Mark’s Gospel, Jesus curses a fig tree for being fruitless:

“The next day as they were leaving Bethany he was hungry. Seeing from a distance a fig tree in leaf, he went over to see if he could find anything on it. When he reached it he found nothing but leaves; it was not the time for figs. And he said to it in reply, ‘May no one ever eat of your fruit again!’ And his disciples heard it.” (Mark 11:12-14).

In this earlier passage, there is a mention of time, “… it was not the time for figs.” And now, when Jesus is telling some of his disciples about the signs of the end times and instructing them on how to be prepared, he again, refers to figs and time (and not knowing the exact time of the end).

A few interesting things about figs and time… Fig trees, like other fruit trees, have leaves, but unlike other fruit trees, their fruit flowers internally. Also, each fig contains a collection of many flowers and seeds. And while one may think of a fig as a piece of fruit, they are actually an infructescence—a multiple fruit—that in a sense, is always in the process of blooming.

So, in both times of uncertainty and times of comfort, see that no one deceives you, do not worry, and learn from the fig tree, continuing to grow from within, knowing that the fruit will come at the time that is appointed.  

“Lord, my allotted portion and my cup, you have made my destiny secure.” – Psalm 16:5

Faith Goes On…

Looking out at leaves on the ground,
An assortment… a wide array, wind-blown to and from,
As they work their way all around,
Until eventually, in piles, they all become.
Looking up at leaves on the trees,
Swaying back and forth, hanging on,
But all, together, moving with the breeze.
Leaves on ground, and leaves on trees,
Gathering, gathered, with needles of pine showing in between.
Down to earth and heart to Heart,
Source of all, keeping faith and hope alive.
Life; living, lived, passing through,
From one season to another, born anew.

Shine like lights in the world, as you hold on to the word of life. – Philippians 2:15-16

Water falls

Way Maker…

With each breath, life.
Stepping forward
Into the fresh, cool air.
That feeling in the air,
It’s all around.
Rock of ages,
For the ages,
From the ages.
Layer upon layer,
Lines of grandeur.
Moments of mist,
Moments of majesty.
Sounds of water flowing,
Then its rush within sight.
Rolling over, dripping down,
Passing through,
Gentle like the breeze.
Invigorating, enthralling,
Comforting, to the soul,
Soothing to one’s spirit.

Water falls

“It is the spirit that gives life…” – Jn 6:63

Roadway with trees on both sides and rays of sun shining

Providence…

We move forward,
One step at a time,
Despite what may appear.

We move forward,
Sometimes quick and others slow,
But nonetheless, forward we go.

Sometimes we go solo,
As if all on our own,
Although we’re not alone.

Intuition to guide us,
Wisdom and Hope to lead us,
Grace around and within us.

We move forward,
One step at a time,
Despite what may appear.

We move forward,
From our stumbling we rise,
Learning from what’s passed.

The road, although it varies,
Up and down, and side to side,
With Providence, always,
We move forward.  

Roadway with trees on both sides and rays of sun shining

The Lord is my shepherd; there is nothing I shall want. – Psalm 23:1

Something About the Way…

Traveling through time,
Year after year, tick upon tock,
Broken down into moments,
One leading into the next,
Some greener than the others,
But all steady in their passing.
Once gone, they are away,
As if lost, forever missing.
Yet, amid the shades of darkness,
Light lives, cradled deep within,
Both ready and most willing,
Shining ever, and for all.
Walking with great care,
Thoughtful hearts take notice,
Finding Whom they seek,
Steady in their passing.

“We saw his star at its rising and have come to do him homage.” – Matthew 2:2

What’s Carried…

From one thing to another
A shade, or some truth survives.
Perhaps hidden from plain view,
But nonetheless existing,
If only to be seen, picked,
From underneath the rubble,
Intertwined and wrapped around,
Trying to conceal or blur,
The hard lines and soft edges,
Leading one to discovery.
Aiming, always aiming high,
To the place where feelings go
To wash away thoughts unkind.
Resting in the heart of One,
Meeting up, then stepping out,
Similar but not the same.
Grateful for Your peace and love,
Amazing, so amazing,
What can happen thru Your eyes.
Though the winds may shift and change,
The soul carries on its way,
Steady in One who remains.

The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. – Psalm 23:1

Bearing Fruit…

Questions upon questions.
Sitting still, or idly sitting?
With, or at, each other?
Whether picking, picked, or chosen,
The answer is the same.
Apples of God’s eye.
Desire of desires.

Fruit bearing fruit,
Fruit bearing with fruit.
A breath of fresh air,
A dose of patience,
Perseverance too.
From the heart of One
To another, then another.

All searching for some peace,
While time is fast escaping.
All in One, One in all,
History that is shared,
Spirits called together.
Even when far apart,
Destiny is waiting.

It was not you who chose me, but I who chose you and appointed you to go and bear fruit that will remain, so that whatever you ask the Father in my name he may give you. This I command you: love one another. – John 15:16-17

Trust in Faith…

Out of place,
But right at home,
Very much at ease.
More than content
To simply be,
Like flowers will
And often do.
Accepting grace,
Blooming faith.
Paying homage,
Chosen, yes, chosen,
And gently put in place.

Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit. As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.

As It Always Does…

The trees, becoming more life like
As they continue to grow deeper
Into their shades of spring,
Fill the air with hope,
And instill a sense of trust.
Not a sign of exactly what’s to come,
But still a sign that’s telling.
The sun will rise,
As it always does.
The sun will set,
As it always does.
Everything else?
All that lies between?
That will come and go,
As it always does.
Leaving behind the hope of days to come,
And the soul keeping faith,
Despite not knowing,
As it always does.

Jesus said to his disciples: “Do not let your hearts be troubled. You have faith in God; have faith also in me.” (Jn 14:1).

Risen…

The light, rising in the east,

Breaks over the water’s edge,

Reaching out to all.

Its glow carries warmth,

Its sharpness, an invitation.

Zooming in to look and listen,

It shimmers and it shines.

What does it mean?

What does it say?

The journey of day,

Darkness ever attempting

To be in life’s way.

Yet, some things are impossible.

Light, like life, is never ending.

Up and over,

Again, and again.

With this Light,

Nothing is impossible.

Alleluia! Alleluia! Christ is risen! Alleluia!