My Baby asked me, last night, about a parable concerning a fig tree. After reading the parable, along with other fig tree related scriptures, several thoughts have come to mind. I'll share a few, but after sharing the parable itself:
"A man had a fig tree growing in his vineyard, and he went to look for fruit on it but did not find any. So he said to the man who took care of the vineyard, ‘For three years now I’ve been coming to look for fruit on this fig tree and haven’t found any. Cut it down! Why should it use up the soil?’ ‘Sir,’ the man replied, ‘leave it alone for one more year, and I’ll dig around it and fertilize it. If it bears fruit next year, fine! If not, then cut it down.'" ---Luke 13:6-9---
In Matthew 3:10, John the Baptist states, "The ax is already at the root of the trees, and every tree that does not produce good fruit will be cut down and thrown into the fire." When it comes to the things in our lives that mean us no good, or that does more harm than good, are we willing to swing the ax upon the roots of said things. So much can be said right here, but I will try not to tire your eyes with every vaporous silhouette of thought, dancing scantily around the fire of my mind [Thoughts are sometimes sexy. I'm just saying.]. Think about it! How serious are you about your life, your future, your family, your marriage, your relationship? Are these things truly worth the forsaking of all others? We, as humans often want to justify allowing a few ants in the house, a small corner of mold in our basements, or a pressure mine between the mattress and box springs. God laid the ax there for a reason. Satan does not live and exist in the same place as God. So, those of us who claim to be servants of the Most High, why do we try housing darkness and light at the same time; in the same place?
Next thought.......I've never been a fan of figs. Growing up, lots of people had fig trees and everybody had a grandma, an auntie, or uncle who made fig preserves. Gross!! Anyway, I never saw how many of my school buddies could eat fig newtons. I don't remember where or exactly when, but I'd say I was between 29 and 31 years of age. My blood sugar had dropped and I needed carbs asap, and the only thing within reach was a friggin pack of fig newtons!! I annihilated it, as though someone bet me a billion dollars that I would not eat it. That day, the thing I said I'd never eat in my life, actually saved my life. How serious are you about living?? LOL! This thought led me to something I've probably mentioned in some form or fashion in the past, recent or distant. Sometimes the very things we claim to hate, dislike, and want nothing to do with, will turn out to be the thing that God uses to get to us, to save us, to save our lives, or to save our families.......like, a black person.......like, a white person.......like, an immigrant.......like, a Muslim.......like, a homosexual.......like, a Christian.......like, an Atheist. What's your fig newton??
Sometimes these fig trees that do not produce fruit are certain people in our lives, people that mean us no good at all. I've always been, mostly, an "all or nothing" kind of guy. Every now and then, I have to evaluate my life and those I've allowed to grow in my yard. Following many of these evaluations, you can look out my window to see that there are less trees than there was, the day before. Think about it. How much more peaceful would your life be when you only have a few, fruit bearing, trees to tend to, as opposed to tending those few along with several space wasters and soil killers? Not everyone who was in your life yesterday is meant to be a part of your life today, and not everyone in your life today is meant to exist in your tomorrow. Recognize and treat with respect. I've been axed out of lives and guess what? I'm just fine. For when I think about what's important for me and my life, I'm not offended. I see that my mission and focus doesn't include my participation in the lives of those who have uprooted me from their yards. Guess what else? There are no hard feelings. Nor is there any love lost. Not everyone is mature enough to accept and understand much of what I've said, so.......
Those who have ears, let them hear.
Bryan Hollomon Williams