With temperatures hitting 104 this week, my plants are desperate for water and I’m reminded how quickly they would die without water in our well. Reminds me of a blog I wrote two years ago…
Discover our well pump gave up the ghost, no longer works. Which means we don’t shower, wash dishes or clothes, water the plants or lawn, or flush toilets.
Have to wait three days to resolve the problem. So we stock up on bottled water to drink and brush our teeth. Pretend we’re camping.
Besides our human needs, my outdoor plants droop beneath a glaring sun. Blades of green grass are fringed with brown in the 98-degree heat. Squirrels search empty bird baths for a cool drink.
Psalm 42:1 comes to mind: “As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, my God.”
Is that so?
1) Does my soul pant for God? Or is it passive?
2) Do I recognize my spiritual dry spells? Realize its impact?
Jesus told the Samaritan woman who came to…
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