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Sunday, March 5, 2017
The next day Jesus decided to go to Galilee. He found Philip and said to him, “Follow me.” Now Philip was from Bethsaida, the city of Andrew and Peter. Philip found Nathanael and said to him, “We have found him about whom Moses in the law and also the prophets wrote, Jesus son of Joseph from Nazareth.” Nathanael said to him, “Can anything good come out of Nazareth?” Philip said to him, “Come and see.” When Jesus saw Nathanael coming toward him, he said of him, “Here is truly an Israelite in whom there is no deceit!” Nathanael asked him, “Where did you get to know me?” Jesus answered, “I saw you under the fig tree before Philip called you.” Nathanael replied, “Rabbi, you are the Son of God! You are the King of Israel!” Jesus answered, “Do you believe because I told you that I saw you under the fig tree? You will see greater things than these.” And he said to him, “Very truly, I tell you, you will see heaven opened and the angels of God ascending and descending upon the Son of Man."John 1:43-51
Fig Tree Feeling small protected and hidden Looking up at massive green leaves Covering the sun'sets mighty glare I revel in my autonomy and silence. They come calling for me, shouting Rousing me from sweet sleep As if the whole world was on fire They drag me out to meet a visitor. He is not too much seemingly ordinary A traveling preacher from Nazareth As if any thing new can be said As if any thing will ever change. He stopped my dismissal with a smile Telling me about those huge leaves My hidden resting place so snug Shattering my arrogance with love.