It was kind of sad driving down to your place yesterday. Except for the irrigated ones, all the fields were stressed. And then you showed me the corn fields, acres and acres parched beyond recovery, not even good for ensilage. Without water, it can’t live. And without Water, we can’t Live. Annie, we HAVE Water, and there are people around us, dying because they don’t. Father, open our eyes to them before they’re beyond recovery, and make us faithful to share the Water.

John 4:14
But whoever drinks the water I give him will never thirst. Indeed, the water I give him will become in him a spring of water welling up to eternal life.