I Resent That!

It was a big church on as much acreage, if not more, than the farm.  The buildings were many and massive.  The parking lots stretched forever.  Police show up every Sunday morning to direct the traffic. The grounds were manicured.  The grass was lush green and was so thick had my cows been turned loose in such grass they would have thought they were in cow heaven.  I had seen it all many since it was on a much traveled road.  This time it was different.  

When I left home, I had been watching news about the wildfires that were raging in south Georgia not far from where I was born and the 50 homes which were burned and gone in an instant.  As I drove by the church, I suddenly could see nothing but sprinkler systems shooting water on that lush green grass. Without even thinking I said aloud, "I resent that!"  A few hours south of those sprinklers, the land is so dry farmers can not plant.  Churches and communities are gathering to pray for rain.  People are cleaning out closets to provide clothing for folks whose homes are gone and collections of water and eye drops are being given to those fighting the smoke and fire.    

Neighbors are enduring a drought, the land is burning, and there was water being thrown into the air on grass that looked like a great green carpet.  "What about a little solitary?" I thought,  "How can you water grass when the land in which your neighbor lives is burning?"  We are capable of being such an uncaring society and, unfortunately, the church often seems to be as uncaring as the secular culture.  Jesus said to love your neighbor as yourself and just maybe turning off those sprinklers could become more of an expression of care and love than just saying we are praying for rain to come where the land is burning.