Every time I drove by that stretch of trees, it was so refreshing to know that there was deep forest behind it, a preserve of nature, a place that had not been spoiled by humans. But then ... when the dry times came and the leaves started falling, I realized it had been a "front". There were homes in there, with their messy back yards easily seen from the road.
Each of us does our best to appear "beautiful", but what will people see when our dry times come? Is my life lived to please the Lord in such a way that no matter when or where people look at it, it will honor Him? This week, may your "back yards" be as well kept as your "front yards".
Amit
