Water, water everywhere here, but not there

Because this …..

 

is where I live.

But this ….

 

is where I have been……

I notice things I never saw before.

We have a team returning, sometime in the next few hours,  from 10 days in Kenya.

They have traveled half way around the world and they will never be the same.

A visit to a local park in Central Illinois….

is held against the memory of…..

Where it really IS possible to bathe in a gallon of water

That is then used to give some poor plant a drink….

Because no drop

 

is wasted….

And when we have people over ….

I can’t pour this down the drain when they leave because….

I remember….

how precious….

the water is….

And I am thankful.

Thankful for the water that flows so abundantly where I live.

Thankful for the opportunity to see beyond the green grass of my yard.

 

To have walked in theirs….

 

I have seen the Living Water flow out of hearts that see so very little drinking, bathing, watering water…..

and I will never be the same <3