And because I blindly didn't realize it was there, it hadn't been watered when the other plants were.
It was looking very, very sad and droopy and I was so upset with myself because I was convinced I had let this big potted plant die.
I dumped a couple pitchers of water on it (making up for lost time, ya know?) and hoped for the best.
Okay, I may have even said a prayer or two for this plant.
I looked at it around 11:00 that night before I got in bed and I could not believe it.
It's tall and green and huge and bright and happy again.
It doesn't even look like the same plant.
And then I thought about myself...
Obviously, if I don't drink enough water, I get really droopy and feel really awful.
Sometimes due to the Crohn's disease, even when I am drinking enough water, my body doesn't absorb it and I still get dehydrated. (Yay for IV's!)
If I'm not getting enough of the Living Water, I get droopy and awful.
If I'm not spiritually healthy enough to absorb the water, sometimes it takes being poked and prodded to be able to absorb the Living Water.
Sometimes it even involves a little pain and blood.
This week it's been hitting me that we can't drink a couple gallons of the Living Water one day and expect to be healthy for the rest of the week.
We need daily sustenance so we don't get dehydrated.
And that is really, really, really convicting to me.