My best friend, Sandy, told me that her favorite tree when she was growing up was the fig tree in her backyard. She said figs were her favorite fruit.
I had never tasted a fig, but I trusted her opinion and planted a fig tree several years ago. Last year, it produced a lot of figs. I tried them. I didn't like them. Darn!!! Oh well...I just let them sit on the tree all summer into the fall.
One day I noticed they were all shriveled up and a different color. I picked one and set it on the counter. Later that evening, I tasted it. Oh my gosh!!! It was incredible....sweet and yummy!
I got out a flashlight and picked a lot more. I had everyone taste them and they all loved them! I have told this story because I read on another blog that old people are like figs....They get wrinkled and sweeter with age! I sure know I am getting wrinkled and I hope sweeter with age!
Thanks, Sandy, for the recommendation! I am now waiting for the fall when my figs will be ready to eat!
For we are unto God a sweet savour of Christ, in them that are saved , and in them that perish. II Corinthians 2:15
P.S. I just went back to that blog and here is the quote ~ "We’re like prunes, as time goes by, we’re gettin’ wrinkled, but a whole lot sweeter!” Ooppss! Oh well...figs work also!
Also, if you want a good chuckle, go to my sister's blog and read what she says about getting older!
Fabulous Friday
P.S. I just went back to that blog and here is the quote ~ "We’re like prunes, as time goes by, we’re gettin’ wrinkled, but a whole lot sweeter!” Ooppss! Oh well...figs work also!
Also, if you want a good chuckle, go to my sister's blog and read what she says about getting older!
Fabulous Friday
