I am sitting here eating sun-dried Greek figs, small, seedy and light skinned fruit. What variety of fig is this one that is so little and sweet? It is an Adriatic fig, pale yellow and sometimes called the white fig when it glows in the bright sunshine. It is brillant red on the inside and extra sweet, considered a dessert fig served with crème fraîche or mascarpone cheese, ice cream, or plain unsweetened yogurt. Or even better a sheep milk yogurt if you can find it.
Remember the fig tree that did not bear fruit? How it withered and died in the ground. “This is the barrenness of harvest or pestilence.”
Now whenever I see a fig tree I look for the fruit. I want to see that the harvest is coming, or that it is here. Right now.
dVerse prompt on season and using the quote “This is the barrenness of harvest or pestilence.” from Louise Gluck’s All Hallows.
A haloed sun and an eagle flying over, just two signs she thought, as the parked car beeped with the opening of the lock. She didn’t get in but stood there looking at the sky, the signs she was sure were a prophetic vision of what God was doing in her life. I’m going for greater heights, bigger skies, with a sun more radiant she thought, as she slipped into the driver’s seat. There is nothing ordinary about me. I am extraordinary. I will do extraordinary things.
When far away an interrupted cry of the eagle. The car alarm sounded like a freight train crossing into her imaginations and realities. What the hell? She fumbles with the keys and finds the red alarm button. New silence. In the distance the sound of the eagle.
dVerse prompt to write prosery and must use “when far away an interrupted cry”
had a powerful ministry explaining the kingdom of God
predicted His own death and resurrection did’t preach it
trained his disciples and commanded them
Go ye therefore and teach the gospel of the kingdom
to all the world
Trade connected worlds apart
Did Thomas really set sail or did he take an overland route?
Was he killed by the soldiers or Brahmin priests
or a wayward peacock arrow?
Paul’s letters from prison taught more of the kingdom
and how to deal with the church
before Nero took off his head
Peter’s request to Nero “crucify me upside down”
Philip cruelly put to death
James stoned and clubbed to death
Simon refused to worship another god which always led to death
Jude (or Thaddeus) martyred
Another James was he killed too?
Bartholomew had various accounts of how he met his death
We all know Judas killed himself
John the most beloved died of his old age
an elegy for Saul
After the death of the prophet Samuel
(abandoned by God)
no visions in prophesy or dream
the kingdom snatched from his hand
with the Philistines about to attack
Saul went to the witch of Endor anyway
surely you are Saul who has come to kill me said the witch who recognized him even in disguise (it is hard to fool a witch)
Saul swore to his God (who had abandoned him) he would not kill the witch
She conjured the spirit of prophesy
raised Samuel out of the grave
sent the king into battle knowing of his death
and that of his son
all that remained to him
The will of God comes in seasons
for His purpose not my own
I am not the picture His picture
My selfie is nothing
against a backdrop of the beauty
in creation His creation
His new day
His will be done
dVerse prompt on Ecclesiastes 3
Photo by me in the Grand Canyon, one of God’s greatest creations
Less than a week of being off the water of the mighty Colorado River, my body is still rocking. Some call it disembarkment syndrome when your mind is sensing movement that is no longer there.
My mind returns to the shore of the Grand Canyon, Poncho’s Kitchen, thick sand, rock ledges where the silent scorpion was ready to pounce on a moth that night. How it glowed white under Danny’s UV light and we watched it move in its own darkness.
what we cannot see
hidden in summer shadow
more than time and space
dVerse prompt on sounds of summer – most scorpions make no sound – saw my first one while camping on the Colorado River in the Grand Canyon