RAIN DROPS

Rain drops keep falling on my head. So the song goes. What a great feeling today to walk in the fresh-air, with a crisp breeze, and sprinkles of rain. After a long dry-spell, it was a welcome refreshment.

I recall my Grandfather saying that he was getting wet walking down Brunswick Road, so he crossed over to the other side where it was dry.

There is an important move in our country to continue planting drought tolerant plants. This is a valuable exercise, that will benefit the conservation of our water resourses for the future.

A good question for today: Can I survive and flourish, in hard times?

Rev. 22:1-2 Then the Angel showed me Water-of-Life River, crystal bright. It flowed from the Throne of God and the Lamb, right down the middle of the street. The Tree of Life was planted on each side of the River, producing twelve kinds of fruit, a ripe fruit each month. The leaves of the Tree are for healing the nations.