constantly in need

It fascinates me that the soil in need of water the most is the very soil in which water can not be contained. 

This parched soil seems to be desperately crying out...opening wide it's mouth for moisture. But when water does come, falling heavily, filling the cracks, it seems only to tease a desperate plant .

Life will be stunted until water is sustained.

In my own room I see again this need for consistent watering.  I pour water into containers then run to grab towels to soak up the puddle forming beneath. The water meant to revive runs straight through leaving the soil just as dry as it was before. 

Jesus is the Living Water which produces in us Life everlasting...His Words are our Life, the very liquid we were made to contain and thrive on.  Without them we too become dry... maybe even as dry as my house plants...or even worse, East Texas soil. 


If we have allowed ourselves to get this dry, one short watering will not be enough. "Even the water we think we are receiving will be taken away" That water, precious though it is, will fall straight through. Leaving us dryer then before. 


In order for us to retain this "life giving water" we must consistently place ourselves under it's flow. 

simply trusting in His love

Maybe it’s because all the leaves are gone that I’ve begun to notice these dying trees scattered around our place. There is one characteristic that they all have in common. Loss of bark. In some of the trees only small sections of bark have pulled away; others are almost completely bare…and virtually, empty of all life.

The purpose of the bark is to protect the tree. If it begins to fall away the tree is left exposed to all sorts of microbial in the air, insects, and weather conditions. 

Many times the underlying cause to this loss of protection lies under ground in the root system.

I am finding a protection in Christ. 

A protection from those ‘microbial’ thoughts that bring disease and death. And it lies under ground in my root system.

Do I trust in the Father’s love for me? Do I joyfully except ALL from His hand because I know he has my very best at heart? 

The fruit of Love is trust. And that trust will be my protection. 

Every time I do not trust in His Love, but choose to doubt His goodness; a piece of bark falls off and I am exposed to the enemies attacks. 

What a haven from the enemy is found if we are simply trusting in His Love! 

"And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge--that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God."