Who even knows why we need sprinklers? At least here in Central Indiana, God has been providing clouds full of rain for …
(pick your Earth-age preference)
of years. Just this morning The Purging Lutheran, as he struggled to climb out of bed, listened to the rain He sent to refill the rivers and local reservoir, wash away the grit and grime from anything that has grit and grime on it, and what I think is most important, to feed the birds. When it rains the worms in the ground come up for air or to see what all the commotion (thunder) is about. This leaves them exposed as a bird buffet.
Matthew 6:26 Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?
Our purge today is this sprinkler masquerading as a teenager. I hook it up to the hose, shove it in the ground and aim it so it gets as much of the yard as possible. I turn it on, watch it to make sure it’s watering to my exact standards, then go about my indoor labors. Inevitably, I come out to see if the sprinkler has sprinkled enough only to find it pointed in one spot drowning the rose bush as it gasps for carbon dioxide. It’s not unlike giving your teenager a simple task like, let’s say, watering the lawn only to come out and find him watering the driveway while staring at his smartphone. And what about that rose bush? Does it really need watering?
Luke 12:27-28 “Consider the lilies, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin; but I tell you, not even Solomon in all his glory clothed himself like one of these. “But if God so clothes the grass in the field, which is alive today and tomorrow is thrown into the furnace, how much more will He clothe you? You men of little faith!