My lovely friend and sistaaa in Christ, Connie Gomez, of Momma of Dos, blogged about rain, and how its refreshing; not only to the earth's soil, but to our soil. {Genesis 2:7}
I wanted to expand on it a bit, but perhaps in my own views...
As Christians, we all go through droughts, and we all go through seasons.
Some are dryer and harsher than others, while some are quick and quaint. Either way, there is always some revival of some sort ; big or small; something that rejuvenates our soul and ignites passion and motivation into every fiber of our being.
Now, let's talk about this drought...
Dry.
There really isn't much to say, is there? That pretty much sums it up. You're at a point in your faith where things are going perfect... maybe a little too perfect, and you wonder, "Where do I go from here?" or perhaps you think, "Is this it? Is this all that Christ is about?? I want more, but how???"
Now, we all know, God doesn't ever want us to get too too comfortable. Does that sound mean? Well, it shouldn't. And this is why... He wants to forge us like fire does a steel. He cares enough about us to qualify us for something GREATER; something He knows we can become. So what does He do? He puts obstacles in our way; small, big, little, large... there they are. Now, we can either humbly except them with the reminder that He has a plan, or we can worry and become bitter and question God and His motives. Personally, even in the midst of chaos, I have learned these last few months, its easier to LET GO and LET GOD. Both have a way of creating something wild and crazy throughout the experience, however we can rest assure that we will never be left out in the dark to fend for ourselves. I know this cannot be said for every situation, because not every situation is as trying as some, BUT, we can try, and because we have a loving and merciful God, He rejoices in that alone.
So, here we are.... we're tired and thirsty... Literally and figuratively because we are doing all that we possibly can to figure out WHY this is happening, and WHERE we are going next, and IF we'll ever get there, because what we're in and where we are just seem so far fetched that discipleship has cast itself into a mirage. A mirage of questioning, belittling, and disappointment with all the ways of moving forward (in our faith) put at a stand still. This is where our soul cries out, and God answers...
RAIN.
...Cold and wet, sometimes destructive, but at the end, refreshing, and sometimes, we don't even come to realize it is refreshing until the end, because during the down pour, we're trying to avoid it; we don't want to get wet, or damage any personal items (for me, its my hardworking straightened hair). We want to stay clear until it passes, and then come out when the sun is shining.
I like to picture each droplet as an obstacle; as something so refine and so intricate, that it is it's own set of problems poured into one tiny bubble, while at the same time, these tiny bubbles are really all the same. Each
In the same light, I see our obstacles (or droplets) come from one source above; our loving God. He chooses to send them down individually, yet at the same time, He chooses to send them in a way that we are able to address them one at a time; fear, worry, doubt, anger, hurt, sorrow, yet eventually tackle them before the rain stops. (does this make sense? it sounded better in my head) During this down-pour (because usually that's how they all seem, right), although we are cold, wet, and possibly damaged, we have been refreshed. We have been forged even slightly. We are now ready for the next drought, and the next drought, and the next.
After each rain, there is a rainbow; one that stands for hope, peace, faith, and love! One that stands for accomplishment, overcoming, and pride; pride in the Lord! One that resembles thankfulness, grace, and ultimately, one that humbles us. We made it through, and we will push on, strive, and see through.
Let it rain, Lord. Open the flood gates of heaven.
ps. I am not a proof-reader (as you may have very well figured that out already). =]
Faith, Love, & RAIN,
Casey
