I actually posted this back in August 2010, but I have thought a lot about it since then. Especially this summer, on those unbearably hot days, and when our grass and bushes were withering and dying from lack of water...
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The other day, something in my yard made me stop in my tracks. The sight of it was a word picture, that I instantly understood. I don't know if it was a divine whispering, or if my heart just needed to understand the implications.
Either way, it doesn't matter. I've been thinking about it ever since.
The thing I saw in our yard wasn't anything out of the ordinary--apart from the way it grabbed my attention. It was a sprinkler, spraying water onto dry grass.
Up close, I might not have even noticed anything particular...
But, from a distance, it struck me right away: That after this summer, I feel like the brown, dry grass. And what I want is to feel renewed and refreshed like the light green grass.
He is like a tree planted by streams of water,
which yields its fruit in season
and whose leaf does not wither.
Whatever he does prospers.
I understand that this summer was crazy and stressful for more than one reason. But, if I were to be honest with you, I bet it could have been less stressful if I had been planted closer to the streams of water.
