rain

When I stand in the puddles in my yard and watch the drops sprinkle themselves on the ground, I am reminded of the blessings that have been showered on each of us. But oh, raindrops can be like tears falling from heaven as God must look down and sadly shake his head and ask “what on earth has man done?”

For all the acid rain, there are clear pools of clear, fresh water pouring down the mountainside. For the rainfall of tears that pour from broken hearts, there are tears of laughter rolling down cheeks past smiling mouths. For the rain of bullets, missiles and shells exploding in the magnitude of wars now and in the past, there are spring rains with thunder, lighning and wind that roll across the prairies nourishing the fields of crops.

Psalm 147:8 tells us that, “He covers the heavens with clouds; he prepares rain for the earth; he makes grass grow on the hills.”

This liquid precipitation that falls from the sky are really millions of water droplets gathering in a cloud, combining, condensing and falling to earth bringing life to all. Just watch a young child in rubber boots dancing splashing in the rain. Watch the people hold their colored umbrellas over their heads. Listen to the sound on the roof of a tent early on a rainy morning. Watch the storm clouds gather and unlease their flurry of pelting drops across the sky and shower the earth with moisture. We long for rain when the land is dry and parched. Like many who are used up, fed up and ready to give up, they long for relief.

And then there is God’s love that rains down on us from on high. Just turn your face to the heavens and feel it. When your soul is dry and parched and your faith isn’t growing - it has shriveled up, dried up and you’ve given up. Pray for the rain. Hope in the Lord.

Do any of the worthless idols of the nations bring rain?
Do the skies themselves send down showers?
No, it is you, Lord our God.
Therefore our hope is in you,
for you are the one who does all this. Jeremiah 14:22