Photo taken at the Lake Pleasant Visitors' Center |
The saguaro is a magnificent phenomenon found only in the Sonoran Desert--that is in Arizona, northern Mexico, and just a smidgen in southeastern California. It's the mother of all cacti and the one seen on countless photos trying to lure visitors to the Southwest. I've lived in Arizona over forty years and I still am amazed at their stature and uniqueness.
Some interesting trivia (in case you ever compete on Jeopardy):
- most saguaros develop arms as they grow older, as many as 25
- beneath their prickly outer shell is a wooden spine, hollow in order to hold water
- they are slow growers--1/2 inch a year and live to be about 200 years old
- they grow in a very limited span of elevation, 200-foot window, I think
- they produce white, waxy flowers in the spring and red fruit in the late summer
- they obtain most of their moisture during the summer monsoons and very little from the more frequent but weaker winter rains
- their roots are shallow, 4 to 6 inches deep, and radiate out as far as they are tall
- they have one tap root which goes deeply into the ground--2 feet
- birds and owls make nests in the crook of a saguaro's arm (cactus wren is the Arizona state bird)
- when they die, the wooden spines are used to make furniture, fences, roofs, etc.
- it is against the law in Arizona to kill a saguaro
Well now, using this stately plant as a metaphor for living the Christian life is just too easy, but I'll go there anyway.
If we are to exist in a harsh world (the desert) we must accumulate nourishment (water in the hollow cavity of the cactus). We must grow our roots deep into God's word, his instruction manual (the tap root), and we must be patient to grow steadily (1/2 inch a year).
We could get really sappy and consider the importance of growing arms, reaching out to others, but that makes even me gag. Metaphors can be overdone and I'm sure the saguaro cactus is sick of being held up as a model for strong Christian living. We could also point out the obvious: we produce beauty in our lives (white, waxy flowers) and produce results from our testimonies (summertime fruit).
"But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control." (Galatians 5: 22-23)
The one fact, however, that surprises me is that they obtain most of their water to store up for survival from the rainstorms of the ridiculously harsh summer, not the rains of the comfortable winter climate. Obviously, God created them to adapt to and endure the desert.
What does that say about us? Growth in God is a major theme of this blog and I know from personal experience, God grows me more fully during the times of distress and tragedy in my life than in the relaxed times of comfort and peace. I'm always striving for peace but he speaks to my heart and teaches me to rely on him during those awful times--times I'd rather do without.
So, Mighty Cactus. I admire your strength, uniqueness, survive-ability, longevity, and even your strange beauty. I must remember to burrow my tap root deep into the Word of God and seek my nourishment from him through study and prayer. Maybe I can even get to the point of being grateful for those tough times when God teaches me the most. Hmmm. Don't know if I'm there yet.
"Be joyful always; pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus." (1 Thessalonians 5 16-18)
I think they look like whiskers on the hillside |
Some perspective on their enormous size |
For more fascinating information on this strange plant go to http://www.dbg.org/
If Southwestern gardening interests you, go to a friend's blog at www.azbackyardeden.blogspot.com
She is a master gardener and her backyard is
incredible.
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