Wet and welcome is the rain falling outside my window today. Our ground has been dried hard for a long time – thirsty and waiting for this shower of grace to tumble from the sky.
I know what it feels like to be thirsty and waiting. Desperate with the arid sense of emptiness that wearies the soul.
Yet much like the rain that is gently dripping down my window, refreshing and refilling come. They always do.
Maybe not on my timetable and maybe not before some things dry hard and appear dead but in His perfect time grace falls gently and steadily.
So this day Lord, I stand in the rain with arms wide open and rejoice in the abundant gifts that fall gently from Your hands.
© A Sacred Longing 2009-2012