Under The Fig Tree

 

Nathaniel sat beneath the tree
And called out to the Lord,
Believing he would be ignored.
Yet, God heard every word.
 
That single moment then became
The turning point of faith.
Nathaniel understood His God
Was real and not a wraith.
 
I wonder if he felt his heart
Stop, and then start again,
As it dawned on him, without doubt,
This was the Son of Man.  
 
The moment when he saw the truth,
Standing there, face to face.
I can’t help but rejoice with him
At heaven’s wondrous grace.
 
What a blessing it must have been
To walk the earth with Him.
Praising His name, sharing His word
In a world, dark and grim.
 
I know that it was not easy
Sharing that victory.
Yet still I feel such boundless joy
When I see a fig tree.
 
John 1:49-50
Nathanael answered him, “Rabbi, you are the Son of God! You are the King of Israel!” Jesus answered him, “Because I said to you, ‘I saw you under the fig tree,’ do you believe? You will see greater things than these.”