The Barren Fig Tree

And he told them this parable: 
“There once was a person who had a fig tree planted in his orchard,  and when he came in search of fruit on it but found none, he said to the gardener, ‘For three years now I have come in search of fruit on this fig tree but have found none. So cut it down. Why should it exhaust the soil?’ He said to him in reply, ‘Sir, leave it for this year also, and I shall cultivate the ground around it and fertilize it;  it may bear fruit in the future. If not you can cut it down.’

Someday soon my sunset will arrive.  As the sun goes down on my life I wonder what I will be thinking.  Years and years I have been given and each moment was a testament to the love God had for me. How many times has God put off calling me home to render an account only to stay His hand at the request of His Son?  How many chances have I already had that have come and gone without notice?  How many times have graces come my way and that I have ignored or have even rejected so that I could have my own way and live life the way I wanted to?  Will I stand before God to be rebuffed and sent away forever or will I be welcomed as the adopted son that I have wanted to be?  These are all questions that will be answered after I expel my last breath.  Has the work of the gardener, in my case, done any good?  We will see. 

Please remember the Poor Souls in Purgatory, they need your help.