I awoke to the sound of thunder.
I dashed out in my nightgown, robe, and Anne’s flip-flops.
I’d neglected bringing in a few things last night and rain wouldn’t do them any good.
Thankfully, it had just begun to sprinkle.
By the time I was back in my bedroom it was raining hard.
I opened the curtains to watch it come down.
I love the rain.
Something has mixed inside of me.
My childhood spent in the desert, my experiences of little or no water, and my love of plants has created a deep appreciation for rain.
An appreciation for both the physical benefits and the Biblical lessons.
It reminds me of what Jesus has done for me.
First, He cleansed me from sin with His sacrifice.
Second, He is continually washing away the stain of sin upon my heart and mind. He renews my soul through His Word and His truths.
Third, He is constantly growing me. His presence in my life has been more than just a “regular watering” plants need to thrive. He has poured into me so much that I natural want to pour out into others.
Truly, a well of life.
John 4:14 NKJV — “but whoever drinks of the water that I shall give him will never thirst. But the water that I shall give him will become in him a fountain of water springing up into everlasting life.”
I praise God for He reigns in my life.
His faithfulness is everlasting and His truth is endures to all generations.
“Thank You, Jesus, for rain.”