Nathaniel and Being Seen – Ignatian Spirituality



James Tissot (Nantes, France, 1836–1902, Chenecey-Buillon, France). Nathaniel Under the Fig Tree (Nathanaël sous le figuier), 1886-1894. Opaque watercolor over graphite on gray wove paper, Image: 6 5/16 x 10 7/16 in. (16 x 26.5 cm). Brooklyn Museum, Purchased by public subscription, 00.159.59 (Photo: Brooklyn Museum, 00.159.59_PS2.jpg)

This story is impressed by John 1:45–51.

Sitting below a tree is a good place to muse and pray. That’s why I, Nathaniel, peered right into a cloudless sky by branches dotted with figs and questioned, Does God actually see me? My coronary heart felt heavy regardless of the climate simply the best way I prefer it. Solar warmed my face as I regarded up and requested, “God, do you see me?”

Thick grass padded my seat as I leaned comfortably on the agency trunk. I breathed in slowly and regarded my life as much as this second. What was its route?

Immediately speedy footfalls distracted my reverie. It was my greatest good friend, and he was clearly excited. Out of breath, arms on his knees, Philip managed to say excitedly, “We met God’s Messiah! The Son of Man! It’s important to include me and see him.”

It took me a second to understand what he was saying. “Who’d you discover?” I requested.

“Jesus of Nazareth! He’s the one the prophets wrote about, the one who’s going to rescue us from evil!” Philip panted.

“You’re kidding, proper? Nazareth?” I requested skeptically. My very own points prevented my coronary heart from believing him. “Might salvation actually come at a time like this, with such little fanfare, from such a meaningless city?”

Philip insisted, “You’ve received to return and see for your self! I’m telling you: this man is God’s anointed one, right here, in our time!”

I regarded up on the struggling figs and shrugged. “Present me the best way,” I mentioned.

As I rushed to maintain up with Philip, I dared to hope that my dependable good friend may be main me to the Messiah.

“There he’s,” whispered Philip, pointing to a small group gathered round a person seated on a rock. We slowed our tempo, and Jesus regarded up. He smiled at me.

“Did you anticipate to fulfill me in the present day?” he requested, as if he already knew me. Turning to the others, he added, “Right here’s an trustworthy and honest man—a real little one of Israel.”

“How would you understand that?” I requested.

Jesus grinned. “I noticed you earlier than Philip did. I noticed you sitting below that fig tree.”

It’s onerous to seek out phrases to explain my feelings at that second. The One I addressed below the fig tree as I questioned if God knew me or if I knew God, was talking to me now.

“Philip was proper!” I blurted. “You’re the Son of God, the King of Israel!”

Jesus laughed out loud, and the others stared at me. “Wait ’til you see the superb occasions to return! I will likely be revealing many thrilling truths about God’s love and the Reign of God proper now amongst us.”

Speechless, I sat at his ft, amazed that God had chosen to spend time with me.

Sure, God sees me.

For contemplation:

  • When has a good friend introduced you excellent news that you just had problem receiving?
  • What’s the excellent news you most want to listen to in the present day?
  • What season is your coronary heart in proper now? Do you search for by the naked branches of fall, feeling as if the leaves of your life are drying up and you might be letting go? Do you’re feeling as if winter’s coldness cloaks you in stillness? Is your life in spring? Have you ever felt small like a seed, buried by life’s circumstances, however now you’ve sprouted and pushed by, bursting into the daylight and flowering magnificently? Do you’re feeling it’s summer season and a time of restful refreshment, like a very good retreat?
  • What grace do you have to request with a purpose to really feel seen by God?

Picture by way of the Brooklyn Museum. James Tissot (Nantes, France, 1836–1902, Chenecey-Buillon, France). Nathaniel Beneath the Fig Tree (Nathanaël sous le figuier), 1886-1894. Opaque watercolor over graphite on grey wove paper, Picture: 6 5/16 x 10 7/16 in. (16 x 26.5 cm). Brooklyn Museum, Bought by public subscription, 00.159.59 (Photograph: Brooklyn Museum, 00.159.59_PS2.jpg).

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