Worldwide, we are collectively trying to survive extreme weather patterns. Here in Central Texas, not only have we experienced the hottest and driest month on record with no rain and an average high of 103, but we are also under strict water rationing. Day after endless day, I’m suffocating physically and emotionally. Will this heat wave ever end?!?
Instead of strollihg along my garden paths, greeting my plants with a cheerful heart, I’m plodding along, apologizing to struggling, thirsty blooms. “I have to let some of you go,” I whisper to them.
The only ones who will survive this onslaught are those stalwart, well-established perennials with deep tap roots. They’ve shut down superfluous, brilliant blooming and concentrate on just making it!
Isn’t that the way it is in our own lives when circumstances out of our control beat down on us? We feel faint, lifeless, and fruitless.
Be like a perennial. Cut through the stifling, cracked, thirsty, surface soil. Push that tap root down into the source of your strength, that living water. Slow down, shut off production, be still, and survive till the next season.
How will you hold up in your season of drought?
I, the Lord, watch over it; I water it continually. I guard it day and night so that no one may harm it.