Tuesday, November 6, 2007

The Source

This morning, I noticed my lacy-leafed China Doll tree was looking rather dry. This thing glugs water. My daughter had just watered it extensively the other day. Today, back to desert conditions. I think it's the heat we turn on during our cooler weather. Either way, it needed water.

I turned around to the kitchen bar and found a pitcher half full of water waiting for the next dishwasher load. All that water, so close to the need, and yet the tree was dying of thirst. The dirt was dry and the leaves were less glossy than they need to be. All the poor thing needed was access to the water. I poured the liquid from the pitcher into a smaller container and brought it over to the tree. Glug-glug.

When Jesus died on the cross, the veil in the temple tore from top to bottom, allowing access in the very presence of God. Through Jesus, we have access to the living God. And all we have to do is go to the Source.

Is there anything stopping you? My work can get in the way---household chores, toddler care and writing. So what? No excuses. He is the Source and I need Him. I'm headed in to the holiest place. Are you coming?


Cynthia Ruchti said...

Annette, I love your blog and I love your heart. This post is so spot-on! Bless you, precious sister in Christ.

Annette M. Irby said...

Thanks Cynthia. Hugs back at ya!