Fig and Ricotta Tart with Honey Drizzle.

There’s the parable of the fig tree.

A man had a fig tree growing in his vineyard, and he went to look for fruit on it but did not find any.  So he said to the man who took care of the vineyard, ‘For three years now I’ve been coming to look for fruit on this fig tree and haven’t found any. Cut it down! Why should it use up the soil?’

‘Sir,’ the man replied, ‘leave it alone for one more year, and I’ll dig around it and fertilize it. If it bears fruit next year, fine! If not, then cut it down.’”

Luke 13:6-9


The preaching behind the parable was of repent. Of how we should recognise the error of our ways, and perhaps with Easter drawing near, to correct mistakes and make life for the better.

But what I additionally gleaned from this was perseveranceRecurring motif for the past two years. Because I believe in gritting my teeth and charging on. Opportunities come and go and it’s up to you to grasp them. Yet big breaks don’t merely happen overnight. Just because you’ve done everything you can doesn’t mean you reap what you sow.


Dinner with a dear friend this week reminded me to hold my grip on a bit longer. Brainstorming. Ideas and possibilities flying all over the place. And along with that…sneezes and tissues. I’m sick. And you must get well soon J.

I believe in second chances. I believe in proving a point. I believe in passion.

Thank you for the encouragement. And no I won’t give up. Maybe one day a dream may become reality.

 If you were to lose one of your five senses
which one would you give up first?


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