029N - Wolf Plants

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Near my home is a small community reservoir used mostly for recreation. It’s very popular in the summer for swimmers, boaters, water-skiers, and those who love to play on the beach.

Well, one morning I was out running going along the lake, and I noticed something interesting along the northern shore. The water was high and all of the traffic of the boats on the lake had created some pretty high waves. These waves began to erode the banks. I watched this over several days as more and more the vegetation along the bank – mostly the small grasses and forbs – they were swept away. Then I noticed that one plant was remarkably unaffected by all of that. None of them were washed away. Indeed within a few days they were standing virtually alone.

As the water continued its onslaught it tore the soil away from the other plants and they were lost, but these plants did not move. I got down for a closer look – I was curious – and I discovered several reasons why. First, these plants grew in thick tough clumps with many stems arising out of a common root system. Second, those roots went deep enabling these plants to not only hold themselves in place, but also to hold onto the soil around them. Each of them, if you will, managed to create their own secure little island in the midst of chaos.

Now, the species of the plant really doesn’t matter. It was a wheatgrass, and there are many varieties of those. Most of them are quite useful. But it was not the species, it was its growth-form that’s most interesting. They were called “wolf plants.” They tend to be tough and survivors. Year after year, grazing, drought, fire, wind, weather – they come back; they survive!

Well, I noticed in subsequent days that someone came along and cut most of these wolf plants down to the ground. I watched to see what would happen then. Would they now be washed away? – or would they grow back? They grew back!

My friends, our families should be like wolf plants – several individual members growing from a common root, tough and holding fast to one another. Strong families not only shape the world around them, but they also shape it for others as well by holding them in place.

Sometimes it happens that one or more members of our family get cut down emotionally, spiritually, and sometimes even physically. But we hold together; we come back; we endure and we flourish.

I probably don’t need to tell you this, but this is not a world for the timid anymore, especially for those who want a happy and loving family.

Glenn Rawson – September 19, 2011
Music: I Often Go Walking (edited) – Michael Dowdle
Song: Family Ties that Bind – Janice Kapp Perry chorus
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