by Connie Kennedy
So . . . we have been in Colorado for almost 2 ½ years now and boy how things have changed. We arrived April, 2013 and were welcomed by four back-to-back snowstorms. The summer though had something else in mind . . . dry, dry, dry with scattered fires. In my mind I questioned what we had done; for this Alabama gal, hurricanes seemed much more tolerable than these wind-whipped fires. I know…crazy!
Two years later things have changed yet again . . . our drought of 15 years is broken. With two years of above average snow and rain, we have witnessed an explosion of a different kind: flora and fauna. Our neighbors are constantly commenting that they can’t remember it ever being this green. The grass (which this time of year is normally a washed out celery green) is still wearing that new green that is usually only seen a couple weeks in May and the fields are covered with colors we haven’t seen before.
On our morning walk with Lucy, our boxer, we are daily greeted by an old fallen pine tree. We have passed that tree on our walk for two years. With so much rain, it is beginning to grow again even though it is barely rooted. As I pondered this, I realized that we can fall and yet, with enough water, we can still grow and produce fruit.
Water has transformed our area. Mountainsides are greener and wild flowers paint the fields. The impact of water is everywhere.
I wonder if it is that simple in our own lives. Plant yourself by the tap of living water and bang, life happens. The author of the very first Psalm seems to think it’s exactly that simple – check it out. No matter what season you are in, living water can transform your life like nothing else. It is simple but with depth.
If we would just commit to practices that re-plant us along the banks of living water, who knows what we would see. You have never fallen too far to produce fruit.