A few weekends ago, my dad was in town. Dad has lived his entire life in the Panhandle of Texas, the son of a farmer who got an advanced degree in statistics. He’s spent the last 30 years or so teaching statistics at the collegiate and graduate level.
Smart guy in many different areas. My dad is one of these guys who knows a lot about many things, but knows at least a little bit about everything. I was not surprised, then, that he knew the answer when I began lamenting some brown spots in my grass.
My thought was simple: It’s been raining a ton in middle Tennessee. I haven’t watered my grass at all. It’s a far cry from the situation where my dad lives, where it hasn’t rained but maybe 3 times in the last 8 months. So I wondered why the grass was brown. My dad knew the answer:
“It’s brown because you’ve had too much rain.”
He went on to explain that when it rains every other day, as it has been doing much of the spring and summer, the grass has no reason to stretch its roots deep. There’s no need – plenty of water near the surface. So when it doesn’t rain for 7 days, suddenly the grass has a crisis of sorts. It hasn’t experienced this kind of, um, “drought,” so it simply shrivels up.
Got to wonder – perhaps there’s too much rain in most of our lives. We have Bibles coming out of our ears; we have studies and ministry teams meeting every night of the week; we have churches on every corner. Water abounds, and we feel wet. In fact, we begin to equate the presence of God with that feeling.
Perhaps we’ve grown accustomed to being wet. Problem is, when you stop feeling wet, there is a panic moment. But perhaps the dryness is good for us because without dryness, we have no reason to send deep the roots.