"Though the fig tree should not blossom, nor fruit be on the vines, the produce of the olive fail and the fields yield no food, the flock be cut off from the fold and there be no herd in the stalls, yet I will rejoice in the Lord; I will take joy in the God of my salvation. God, the Lord, is my strength; he makes my feet like the deer's; he makes me tread on my high places."
This makes me think of close friends and family who have gone through difficulties and how incredible it is to see how the Lord has sustained them. And even sweeter to see how they have praised him through and in spite of their circumstances.
I hope you get to enjoy some sweet, fresh figs this summer. I will be eating them with honey every morning til they're gone. Which won't be long.