Thursday, March 25, 2010

And the Water Came


Well, to add to the list of "Things I want in a home and will not budge from wanting" list: running water.

I had NO idea how many times a day I turn a knob for that precious resource to come. And I had not a clue to be thankful that it came.

Until it didn't come. I turned on the faucet today, and the thought has never and did not cross my mind until now that the water has an option NOT to come. The water was not going to listen to my every command?! WHAT?!!! Why is there a knob if it won't come?


I could parallel that option of the water to many things...namely our options in everyday life. Like where God is the turner-on of the faucet, and we are the water...choosing either to or not to come and be used for our purpose or refuse our purpose.

But I won't. I will not parallel the water to any other thing. Besides a willful child screaming at his/her parents in the MIDDLE of Wal-Mart. In which instant, the mother or father has a chance to either give in or stand up and demand their child's respect before they will move.

Nope. No paralleling tonight. None at all. Not even my picture parallels. No way did I equate the water not running on this piece of glass to the water not running in my predicament. Nope. Definitely did not do that.
Or did I?

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