Musings at Altitude

I sat on the front porch for my morning prayer today, enjoying the coolness of these early hours and feeling the mist floating around the yard from the sprinklers.

With all the rain last week, we didn’t need to water, but for the last three or four days, the rains passed us by and the hot sun beat down on the grass pretty heavily.  After only those few days without rain, you could see the affect on the yard as the color in certain areas started to change. 

So today, we turned the sprinklers back on.

As I sat on the front porch, mesmerized by the rotation of the water, I realized that I’m no different than that grass.  I too need nourishment.  I too feel the heat of this world beating down on me.  I too let that heat change my colors and affect the image that I portray to others. 

But just like the grass, I have my own source of nutrition and my own spiritual sprinkler system already set up for me.  I get nourished every morning by reading God’s word, and I get revived through my prayers and worship.  And if I listen carefully and embrace what is said, God uses that nourishment to change my colors and to show the world that vibrant shade of green that comes from a well nourished soul.

With a never ending source, that spiritual water is always there.  Unfortunately, too often, I turn that spiritual sprinkler system off, and the burnt spots quickly become visible in my life. 

It’s time to water more often.