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And he told them a parable: “Look at the fig tree, and all the trees.  As soon as they come out in leaf, you see for yourselves and know that the summer is already near. So also, when you see these things taking place, you know that the kingdom of God is near.  Truly, I say to you, this generation will not pass away until all has taken place.  Heaven and earth will pass away, but my words will not pass away.” Luke 21:29-33


Buds and tender leaves push through swollen-tipped branches.
Easing forward a little more every day.
Spreading, yawning and stretching towards the sun.


The fig knows when and how to interpret the signs. Summoned awake, as it were, by the inner push and pull and tug of our Creator, it draws itself up from the ground and breaks through time to herald the season of leaf and fruit and harvest.

Sometimes, if I’m still, I can feel it too. That push and pull and tug that tells me:

The Kingdom of God is near.

“But watch yourselves lest your hearts be weighed down with dissipation and drunkenness and cares of this life, and that day come upon you suddenly like a trap. For it will come upon all who dwell on the face of the whole earth. But stay awake at all times, praying that you may have strength to escape all these things that are going to take place, and to stand before the Son of Man.” Luke 21:34-36


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gracefigsufficient for me.
This I know.

But what do you do when that grace doesn’t seem sufficient to cover you in the eyes of someone else?

What do you do when that grace is stingily portioned out and never seems to quite cover you?

I have several relationships in my life where this is the common theme: “I deserve more grace than I can allow for you because (fill in the blank).”

It’s as though they know where I stand with the Lord…
(and they KNOW I stand)
…and yet they wish to ever so slightly punish me as well.

Subtly, softly…secretly.

It’s as though someone still has to pay.
In their minds, through their words and behavior,
my debts are still outstanding.

it hurts.

What do I do? How do I live from this place?

HOW God?!?!

Jesus answered; “Seventy times seven”.

I must choose to give grace anyway.

Choose to give
even and especially
to those who will not give it to me.

{I must choose to be graceFULL}

Choose to be filled by God to overflowing…
…a direct river of grace that goes to and through
and BEYOND my soul and my need;
and splashes over onto others.

Choose to give from God’s great storehouse of grace opened to me.

THAT’S what makes the grace of and from God as deep and as wide as it is; I don’t *need* it from someone else. There’s enough to cover me and enough for me to share when it seems scarce.

God alone sees the depth and provides for my need, restores my soul and gives me the grace to move through the gracelessness of this life.

And it’s why I can have the courage to love Him so much.

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