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...
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...
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.