It’s been raining here for a solid 24 hours. Not a heavy rain, not even a storm. A steady trickle. It’s amazing to me how a steady trickle of rain can bring a flood.
We live on a lake (what dreamers call a retention pond). It is doing its job right now during all of this rain but the boundaries are overflowing. Living on the coast, we get a lot of rain. There’s not much to do when it rains. We either grab the umbrella or stay inside and make the best of it and wait for the sun to return.
The analogy here is too obvious to ignore.
Things happen in our lives day in and day out that don’t seem that big or important at the moment. But a steady trickle of them wears us down. All those little things join forces and become a raging river that floods our hearts. It’s been raining for about ___ hours, days, weeks, years. You fill in the blank. It’s been a steady trickle of pain, struggle, sorrow and that steady trickle has brought a flood. The boundaries of our hearts are compromised. We find ourselves longing to be rescued. We wait, we long for the Son to return.
“He knows exactly when to get involved. If He gets involved too soon you won’t learn the lesson you need to learn. If He stops the pain too soon, you won’t see the purpose.” ~Steven Furtick, Chase the Chariot
Stay. Even in the flood. He knows exactly when to show up. He knows exactly when to stop the rain. His timing is perfect and His gifts are good. He will repay the years the locusts have eaten. ”
Be glad, people of Zion, rejoice in the Lord your God, for he has given you the autumn rains because he is faithful. He sends you abundant showers, both autumn and spring rains, as before. The threshing floors will be filled with grain; the vats will overflow with new wine and oil. I will repay you for the years the locusts have eaten… Joel 2:23-25
Down on the soil where the sorrow is laid
And the secret of life is igniting the grave
And I’m dying to live but I’m learning to wait
And the rain is falling ~Andrew Peterson, Rain Keeps Falling
All of this rain we’re getting… it’s pummeling the pollen and carrying cooler temperatures. Both of which are very good things in my opinion.
Here’s to some pummeling of the evil of life and the carrying in of cooler days. Hang in there, friends. Our Rescuer is on His way.