It isn’t true that there are no trees on the prairies, despite what you hear. Even in the driest areas you’ll see trees of some sort. Most farm yards have a row or two of trees to block wind and snow. And then there are the sloughs. You can always tell where a fairly permanent slough is located by the band of shrubs or trees you see in the distance. These unplanted trees arise from the waste of birds, which have feasted on the seeds of some distant tree and then “replanted” the seed by the water hole. The seeds grow due to the water that is abundant in spring, and in wet years, all season long.
I think of these slough trees when I read this psalm. We, the righteous, the ones bearing the name of the Righteous One, are like trees planted by water. Our roots, our faith, burrow deep into the source of life, Jesus the Christ. We are replenished by bread and wine, Word and fellowship. Even through the droughts of life, times of cancer, tragic death, broken relationship, we endure, because in Christ there is an endless supply of exactly what we need.
How blessed to be a child of God.
Source of life, feed us that we may bear fruit worthy of your holy name. Amen. — DAB