It was humorous to watch the antics of my daddy as he jumped up, as quickly and unsteadily as most 90 year olds, from the dining room table to grab a string hanging through the window. He began jerking the string and asking mamma if she saw anything flying out of their fig tree. I couldn’t help but ask what they were doing. Daddy said he was determined to scare the redbirds away from his figs. He had tied a piece of an old wind chime to the end of the string in the fig tree. When he pulled the string the chimes rang in the tree. I moved to the window and noticed that he had tied strips of black plastic to the string where it stretched across the yard to the fig tree. He said he had to put the plastic ties on the string so no one would run into it. I think the birds only temporarily leave the fig tree long enough to fly over to the corn daddy has put out for the doves. When they are full of their vegetable, they fly back over for their fruit. Only daddy could grow a twenty foot tall fig tree twenty five foot across filled with beautiful plump ripe figs and redbirds. I was blessed with sweet figs for supper.
V1 “Blessed is the man who does not walk in the counsel of the wicked or stand in the way of sinners, or sit in the seat of mockers. V2 But his delight is in the law of the Lord, and on his law, he meditates day and night. V3 He is like a tree planted by streams of water, which yield its fruit in season and whose leaf does not wither. Whatever he does prospers.” Psalm 1:1-3 NIV Life Application Study Bible
Daddy called about 8:30 PM Saturday night to let me know he could not go to church Sunday morning. I asked if he was sick since he never missed church. He said he had to pick the figs. I told him to plan to go to church and I would pick the figs. At about 7 AM Sunday morning, I began picking figs and it wasn’t long before my husband came with his helpful hands and several buckets. We went up under the branches, stretched limbs down for each other to pick and after about an hour, we had four gallons of figs. I knew to take them on home with me so mamma would not feel she had to start stemming them. We were both drenched with sweat from the high temperature. I quickly went into the kitchen and salted fresh tomatoes for Sonny and myself. That helped replenish and refresh us. I washed each fig, carefully sorting any that seemed to ripe or green then placing them single layer on towels to dry while we went to church. I called mamma to let her know we would be by at our usual time to pick up daddy. I told her about the beautiful figs and that I would prepare them after church for freezing. She asked if I thought I would have time to help her prepare the ripe tomatoes for freezing. Of course, I said, “Yes” without hesitation. Church was a blessing and I thought of how blessed I am to have aged parents who are still so capable and desiring of taking advantage of the bounty God willing provides.
Preparing tomatoes had to meet with mamma’s expectation. She wanted to peel them all. I suggested that I boil water in which to submerge the tomatoes long enough until the skin began to pop. She insisted on helping even though she was struggling as usual to breath. I suggested that she and daddy sit at the table where I would plunge the boiled tomatoes in ice water and she could wear her oxygen while peeling off the skin. She agreed and we began the assembly line. Actually, I think everyone was enjoying themselves as we steadily worked through the ripe red harvest of three varieties of tomatoes. After about an hour, I squeezed the large bowl of tomatoes, removing any tough centers or green remnants. The bowl was soon full of enough prepared tomatoes to fill six freezer bags with 2 ½ cups each. Mamma and daddy smiled as they looked at the tomatoes placed into the freezer.
There are many days when I feel incapable of pleasing my parents when I must run to the arms of my Lord Jesus for comfort and reassurance. Today I feel that I have done my very best to show my love to them and I feel good about the results.
v. 4 Each one should test his own actions. Then he can take pride in himself without comparing himself to somebody else, for each one should carry his own load.” Galatians 6: 4-5 NIV Life Application Study Bible