Psalm 1:3 And she shall be like a tree planted by streams of water that bring forth fruit in good season (my translation)
It’s the first day of the month of April, a sense that winter is finally behind us, spring has fully arrived. It’s also a season of hope for the millions of us who have received our COVID-19 vaccine. We have had here in Maryland some strong rains over the past few days, but today the sun is out. The earth needs water and sun, rain and clouds, winter and spring. For that matter so do our souls. We need joy and sorrow, peace and disruption, emptiness and fullness. For if we did not we would be like that tree living not by streams of water but by a puddle. Watered sometimes, often not. Our souls cannot have it all one way and not the other. Just ask anyone who has been through a horrible time in life and has come out the other side. Ask any family member who has had a loved one die from this pandemic how they are living through each day without that love. Sorrow and memories, joy and an empty heart. We need it all to be like that tree planted by streams of water, for the water sometimes dries up. So be that tree in rain and in drought, for God is still present no matter the season of either the year or our lives.