Happy Holy Tuesday.

The tree once so green
Leafy and showy
But producing no fruit
Now stands withered
Dried up,dead

Our lives can be a show
Saying the right thing
With our stage make up on
Smiling and laughing
Looking wonderful

Shakespeare can be jealous
Of your show so bold
But if underneath
There is no fruit
Your dry & brittle bones

So do not let your roots dry up
Or let your soul become withered
Drink & feed from the source
Producing fruit all year round
Tasty, good & honest

Feed your roots
Have no doubt or fear
Because God listens to every prayer
Blessing the roots of all his people
Giving them fruit to share

The next day as they were leaving Bethany, Jesus was hungry. Seeing in the distance a fig tree in leaf, he went to find out if it had any fruit. When he reached it, he found nothing but leaves, because it was not the season for figs. Then he said to the tree, “May no one ever eat fruit from you again.” And his disciples heard him say it.
Mark 11:12‭-‬14 NIV

In the morning, as they went along, they saw the fig tree withered from the roots. Peter remembered and said to Jesus, “Rabbi, look! The fig tree you cursed has withered!” “Have faith in God,” Jesus answered. “Truly I tell you, if anyone says to this mountain, ‘Go, throw yourself into the sea,’ and does not doubt in their heart but believes that what they say will happen, it will be done for them. Therefore I tell you, whatever you ask for in prayer, believe that you have received it, and it will be yours. And when you stand praying, if you hold anything against anyone, forgive them, so that your Father in heaven may forgive you your sins.”
Mark 11:20‭-‬25

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