In the mornings I get up and before my coffee I deal with my dogs, one is let out and the other is put in the garage. Then I fill up my bird feeders. But this morning as I was feeding my birds I noticed one of my hanging basket of flowers was looking sad. The flowers were wilted. What how did this happen? Duh, I did not water them.
How many times do we do that, forget to water a plant. It starts to droop and look sad, then slowly turns sick colors and then dries up and dies. I have in the past killed a large number of plants from neglect. Even today before going outside I noticed an inside plant. I plant in my bathroom, a room filled with faucets. All I have to do is turn the water on and fill the glass sitting next to the sink. But instead I washed my hands and told myself I would water it later. Really I did that and it was not the first time and probable not the last. I neglected it, the watering of a plant.
So as I sat on the porch drinking my coffee, I watched my newly watered hanging flowers come back to life. Wow.
How often do we forget to water our souls? How long do we walk past the water that is freely given to us?
Cindy, Coffee and Christ 