Clinging

At the west harbour in Malmö, very close to the water, among all the big stones that are used as a seawall, a fig tree is growing.
Figs are not a natural part of the Swedish fauna. I guess that someone, sitting there on a very nice day dropped or threw away a fig and it spread.

The wind and the winters are hard for a fig tree here in Sweden, and the soil is not the best there among those stones.

Still the fig tree is there, fighting. I checked it yesterday and it's still there.

Clinging

I'm not sure it will survive another winter, but now we are in spring so I guess the tree does not care.

We also need to hang on to something when life gets though. We need to know who to trust, who to rely on.

That's Jesus.

We have to realise that Jesus is all that we really need. We don't need more money, another car, bigger house, a new cell phone.

We need Jesus.

Like the fig tree clinging to those big stones, we need to cling on to Jesus.

Hes all we need..