Psalm 68:6 God setteth the solitary in families: he bringeth out those which are bound with chains: but the rebellious dwell in a dry land.
"Bartender, I want a very, very dry Martini!" |
"Is that dry enough?" |
The two panel cartoon at the right, which I reconstructed as best I could from memory, is one I saw years ago. I won't say what magazine. It illustrates the point that we often get more than we bargain for. When we ask for independence and freedom, we get a dryness which withers. Our spirituality runs out in long strands with little foliage and no fruit. It searches out the clefts in the rocks until in desperation it sinks its roots into any putrid pool that appears.
Acts 9:5 & 26:14 it is hard for thee to kick against the pricks.
Luke And some fell upon a rock; and as soon as it was sprung up, it withered away, because it lacked moisture.