The watered garden

by chuckofish

Mood. Yesterday my electricity went out shortly after I had finished doing my morning Bible reading. “Great,” I thought. “That’s just great.” Because, you know, when your electricity goes out, that means you can’t:

Get your car out of the garage;

do laundry or vacuum;

use the internet;

watch TV or listen to music;

use the dishwasher and a host of other electric appliances–

in fact, you are stuck.

I Swiffered the first floor and watered my plants. Then I started looking at some of my books in the living room (the room with the most natural light)…

and went through the drawers in the highboy.

I found something I had been looking for for some time–my husband’s family history. So that was fortuitous.

Eventually the electricity came back on in about two hours. Turns out, it was a planned outage–but no one told us about the plan. Thanks. But some good did come out of the annoying situation.

My life is like a watered garden.

The Lord will guide you continually,
And satisfy your soul in drought,
And strengthen your bones;
You shall be like a watered garden,
And like a spring of water, whose waters do not fail.

(Isaiah 58:11)

P.S. Baby Ida (top) kinda has some cousin vibes…

Remember him?