I finally took a closer look at my citrus trees today. The pot was dry, the soil like sand. Leaves drooped and turned colors and fell to the dry dirt.
It rained today. It rained all week. It rained all month. Not a lot, but it did rain.
I counted on that rain to take care of those trees. But the rain didn't work.
If I didn't get out the hose and soak those trees, the soil would have pulled away from the side of the pot. The roots would have grown toward the surface. And the trees would have died.
How could we turn this into a spiritual parable?