I was sitting out under the magnolia tree one night thinking. One of my best friends likes to sit under an apple tree. I’ve been meaning to offer a warning about the dangers of sitting under fruit trees. Just ask Sir Issac Newton. On the bright side, Sir Newton did learn something. It only took getting conked on the head. I once shot myself in the foot with a power washer. That was a lesson. Well… whatever it takes I guess.
The shade of a tree does make a great thinking (or meditating) spot. Recently I learned that the Jews would meditate and pray under fig trees. I doubt that falling figs would do much damage. You’d also get a nice light snack. Jesus wasn’t too happy about a fig tree that didn’t produce any fruit. He cursed it. He must have been pretty hungry. (Hangry?) Yeah, I think it’s okay to tease Him a bit. He’s a wonderful friend too. The Lord is the sweetest and most truest friend you could have.
As you can imagine, I was pretty happy about this “sitting under trees” revelation. It made me smile so much, especially since I almost took my Bible and journal out front to sit under the magnolia tree. Two things stopped me; I can’t lean against that tree— I’d have to sit in the dirt, and I can’t connect to the WiFi there which means I can’t look up the Bible commentaries.
Instead I went out later that night simply to think and enjoy the great outdoors. I didn’t sit in the dirt though. I know that the Jews sat in ashes, but this was a mourning thing. It was evening, and I was in a peaceful mood, so I sat on the grass instead.
Have you ever noticed that if you sit in one spot long enough you’ll see things? No, I don’t mean hallucinations brought on by apples falling on your head. Somebody stop me. I can’t stop hurling fruit.
As I enjoyed how lovely the light and shadows look as the sun starts to go down I witnessed a squirrel spunkily (Is that a word?) run across a neighbor’s lawn. Then I sighted a silhouetted flock of geese. Life does pass before your eyes, especially if an apple falls on your head…. Sorry… that’s the last one. I hope.
Somehow this got me thinking about the abundant life. Yeah, not a clue how I got from squirrels and geese to the abundant life, but it happened. That’s when I came in, wrote down my thoughts and left the abundant life for another day. I’ll let you know when I figure it out. It might require some fresh fruit falling on my head.
There’s a very distinct possibility that I laughed a lot as I wrote this one. It’s good to spend some quality time with the Lord. ❤
A Healthy Tree
“If you grow a healthy tree, you’ll pick healthy fruit. If you grow a diseased tree, you’ll pick worm-eaten fruit. The fruit tells you about the tree.”Matthew 12:33
The Source of all Good
“The men to whom our Lord spoke were not neutral, but in direct hostility to Him, and here, therefore, He presses on them logical rather than practical consistency; “make,” i.e., reckon, the tree and the fruit as having the same character. If to cast out demons be a good work, then the power from which it flows must be good also. Works of that kind do not come from a corrupt source.”Ellicott’s Commentary for English Readers
“God is the source of all good, of all creatural purity as well as all creatural blessedness. And if a life has a blank wall turned to Him, and has cut itself off from Him, I do not care how you educate it, fill it full of science, plunge it into an atmosphere of art, make the most perfect arrangements for social and economical and political circumstances, that soul is cut off from the possibility of good, because it is cut off from the fontal source of all good.”MacLaren’s Expositions