The 301 complex overlooks a   valley framed by gently rolling 
I am told that when the rains   come the entire landscape will turn celadon.    Now it is brown and arid.  To   liven up my window ledge I bought six small plants.  David, a landscaper by hobby, carefully   arranged them in containers full of sand, a round stone and gnarled   branch.  Succulents are plants with   fleshy, water-storing leaves.  In my collection are aloes and cactus that   delight the eye by their unique shapes and colors.  In a sea of sand succulents stand green and   survive.  For them fullness is the key   to survival.  They hold precious water   and live where most plants would wither and die.  
Meditation
Colossians 2:9,10—For in Christ all the fullness of the Deity   lives in bodily form, and you have been given fullness in Christ, Who is the   head over every power and authority.
The One Who paints the sky, Who creatively called into existence trees and flowers,   loves His followers so magnificently that He fills them with His Spirit.  Did you know that if you believe in Jesus   you are a succulent?  Jesus said, “If anyone is thirsty, let him come to Me   and drink.  Whoever believes in Me, as   the Scripture has said, streams of living water will flow from within him”   (John 7:37b, 38).   
The Holy Spirit is our fullness in   a world stuck on empty.  He is the   Living Water that flows inside us and makes us vibrantly green, alive in His   love.  Fullness comes because of faith   and rewards hope with God’s eternal presence.  By divine grace fullness transforms us   uniquely for the glory of the Father.    We will bear fruit if our emerald lives are internally nourished by   drinking His Word.  We have been given   fullness in Christ and we ought to be thankful!
The plants on my window ledge   whisper a parable.  Succulents are not   afraid to take heat, testify of their source of life and hold out their arms   in expectation for Christ’s return.  Fullness   . . . streams of living water flowing within us . . . something to think   about . . . in reveration!