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Yesterday I was still in bed when my husband told me we had a water problem. Fearing that our pipes had sprung another leak and anticipating that we’d be frantically mopping the laminated floor to try to save it from being ruined, I was slightly relieved when it seemed to be only a pressure problem. Instead of a gush, there was a trickle.

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It soon became clear that this was not only our problem but that there was a generalized water disruption in our area affecting a number of suburbs. All sorts of problems surfaced which I would never have thought about. My daughter came to borrow the vacuum pump pot because the water boiler in the art studio wasn’t working. For a while hot water trickled out of the cold taps but before long even that dried up. We hadn’t realized how dependent we are on our water on tap. I kept trying to wash my hands after cutting an orange or before cooking. We couldn’t flush the toilet. Fortunately there is a borehole on the property so my husband fetched water in a bucket. To wash dishes we had to heat it in a pot because I didn’t want our kettle to scale up too much. As the day got later and there was still no water, I started contemplating how I could bath. It might have to be a quick cold wash instead.

Drinking water is a necessity for life but we use water for much more than drinking. Without water, plants won’t grow and there would be no life on earth. But water is also used for cleansing.

Jesus referred to water a lot.

On the last day of the feast, the great day, Jesus stood up and cried out, “If anyone thirsts, let him come to me and drink. Whoever believes in me, as the Scripture has said, ‘Out of his heart will flow rivers of living water.'” Now this he said about the Spirit,.. (John 7:37-39a ESV)

Jesus knows that in the same way as people without water will die, so without the Spirit of God, a Christian cannot survive. Moreover, the Christian can be a channel of life to others, leading them to cleansing and eternal life.

My Prayer

Jesus, I want to come to You often and drink. Please fill me with Your Spirit and may rivers of living water flow out of my heart. Amen.

The parable of the hanging basket.

I am still meditating on Psalm 23, “He restores my soul.” At the same time I am reading a book called “Why we sleep.” by Matthew Walker. He talks about sleep restoring our brain. This is not like a quick vitamin B injection, it takes time. He gives a good argument for eight hours sleep a night.

I know my relationship with God requires time spent with him but for some reason time often runs away with me and I skip that quiet time in the morning. Why is it so much easier to rush around doing the urgent and ignoring the important? Some important things, like sleep, have their own reminders. Stay up too late and your body tells you you are tired. Forget to feed the cats and they’ll be sure to let you know about it. Other things, like exercising or spending time with God have no such cues.

In our garden we have two hanging plants. They each have a little pipe with a dripper which connects them to the watering system.


Yesterday I noticed that the pipe had come out of the geranium’s pot and was hanging loose. Despite being disconnected from the water supply, the leaves were still green and looked healthy. However, I know very well what would have happened if I hadn’t noticed for a week or two.

dead leaf

God can’t restore my soul if I don’t give him time to do it. Just like my plant, one or two days without the water of life might not make any discernible difference but for a prolonged period, the signs would be obvious. I would become more selfish, more sensitive,  and a worse version of myself. I hope I take this parable to heart as I continue to try to organise my 2019.