There are some verses in the bible that really puzzle me. They are not “the Jesus I know” – not the God that I love. And as much as I try and figure it out – He ain’t telling.
Matthew 21: 18-20
Early in the morning, as Jesus was on his way back to the city, he was hungry. Seeing a fig tree by the road, he went up to it but found nothing on it except leaves. Then he said to it, “May you never bear fruit again!” Immediately the tree withered. When the disciples saw this, they were amazed. “How did the fig tree wither so quickly?” they asked.
And the same tree zapping …
Mark 11: 12-14, 20-21
The next day as they were leaving Bethany, Jesus was hungry. Seeing in the distance a fig tree in leaf, he went to find out if it had any fruit. When he reached it, he found nothing but leaves, because it was not the season for figs. Then he said to the tree, “May no one ever eat fruit from you again.” And his disciples heard him say it. In the morning, as they went along, they saw the fig tree withered from the roots. Peter remembered and said to Jesus, “Rabbi, look! The fig tree you cursed has withered!”
It was not the season for figs. And the tree got zapped through no fault of its own. Why?
Well this afternoon He finally chose to show me why. This afternoon Jesus was telling – and it was more beautiful for the waiting, the confusion, the pondering all these years. He explained in the most wonderful way!
But (as He does so often) He used another.
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“The meaning of papercuts” – and a wonderful conversation in the comments box:
This past weekend I found myself being particularly clumsy… no kidding – I sliced my hand several times cutting veggies, I sliced my foot on the corner of our stone bathtub, cut my toe on the corner of a door… Sometimes I am so focused on where I am trying to go, that I forget to focus on how I am getting there! And the Way is always His Way…
WHOA! Julie!! Those aren’t paper cuts!! Those are life shortening oversights!! 🙂
And I have to say you have gone up even more in my “respect” levels: anyone who can accept that amount of bumping and scraping and turn out such lovely loving music, words and pictures in her own observations of her own normal family living … WOW!! 🙂
My husband affectionately calls me “Peach”… because I bruise at the drop of a hat and bump into everything. It amazes me that God can use these very clumsy hands to make any coherent musical or written thought!! Lol!! Speaking of paper cuts… we were going out of town this weekend after church, and my husband wanted to stop at a fast food place- one that I hate. I wanted “my way” and I let him know it…we went there anyway, and as we were getting read to leave, I saw an older couple walk in that I hadn’t seen in several years- a couple I was very close to and who used to go to our church. I walked up behind them in line, and put my arms around them and told them how much I loved them and missed them. It was a beautiful moment- and one I would have missed had I not “obeyed” and gone to my least favorite Fast Food place with my hubby. I told the couple how I didn’t want to go there that day, and that seeing them made it all worth while. I thanked my hubby for bringing me there… a little paper cut for me to admit how wrong I was for my complaining… but a BIG BLESSING He gave me in following through. I am thankful for grace!!
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Julie’s words are italicised for one reason – Julie is that fig tree “not in season”.
Because Julie seems not have a “season” or a time or a moment or a revival or anything we “assign and diarise” for God so often. Julie does not have a “switched-on and switched-off” life – those “I am ready to do your work God” times we set aside for Him. Julie just seems to see her Lord and Father “everywhere” (in so much that I miss in my own life). Read her blog. Fall in love with how Julie loves her God, her family, her life. How she makes it all so real. So ordinary. So especially ordinary even I could “do that”.
Today JesusJulie answered the puzzle I have carried for a long time: why zap a tree not even “meant to be fruiting”?
Simply because Julie would have had figs (and peaches) in abundance the morning Jesus walked by. He could have taken His pick that morning – He doesn’t do seasons like we do seasons – he doesn’t impose the “right and wrong time” as we do. Just like Julie doesn’t. Just like we should. Like wot Julie does.
Thank you Julie, I just met Jesus face to face – and You were beautiful ((hugs))
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