Fred came back inside for the winter a couple of weeks ago. If he keeps growing, the cats may have to find a new happy home.
Fred is a relic from Mama's passing. And just like Mama, he frequently gives me a little extra to think about. Today Fred was challenging me to take a closer look at my faith journey.
Fred the fichus is fifteen years old. He's gone through ups and downs. More than once he's been down to little more than a stick in a flower pot.
Unwilling to let him go, during the lean times I gave him extra attention and care. Hmm? Sounds like a Jesus thing to me.
After watering Fred this morning, I spotted some splashes of yellow among the healthy green leaves. I had to really hunt to find where those dying leaves were attached to the branches. That's kind of how it is with sin sometimes, isn't it? Once in a while we see and know we need to confess it. But, like Fred's dying leaves, the source of sin can be hard to find. Once found, it's best to rid ourselves of it as quickly as possible.
You may have noticed that Fred has a split personality, not sure which way he wants to go. During the summer Tom tied twine around those rambunctious branches to try to keep them under control. It seemed to work until we got him inside. As I was scouting for dead yellow leaves, I noticed many of them were near the restraining twine. It seemed that the the very thing that was intended to guide had become a stumbling block. It made me thankful for our Savior who frees us from man-made laws.
I really hope Fred makes it successfully through the winter. I'll make sure he has as much sunshine and water as possible. And if he gets a bit droopy, I'll remember a Savior who reaches out to revive us when others may seem to give up on us. (see Jairus's daughter, Mark 5:35 - 42; and Lazarus, John 11: 32 - 44)
Do you have a relic from one of the teachers in your life? What are some of the lessons it is continuing to teach you? How can you share those lessons with others?