I was hot, tired, and exhilarated all at the same time. I’d just come home from the gym and needed a shower. But I needed something more than getting clean on the outside. I longed for time in HIS presence. I didn’t want to wait for another moment. I wanted to speak to my Father. I felt Him calling me outside. He knows me and knows days like today are my favorite. So, I stepped through the back door and into the rain.
If you’ve read any of my writing you know I love rain. This wasn’t a heavy rain-not yet, anyway. It wasn’t a soft rain either. It was steady, constant, and unrelenting. I stood in the rain. Fresh water from the heavens dropped into my hair and ran down my back. I stood there in my sports bra and leggings, soaked, face to the sky, drinking in His presence, immersing myself in His goodness.
But then I remembered my neighbors just to the east of me. They did NOT need rain. Many still had tarps on their roofs after being assaulted by the most recent hurricane. The high winds had blown their tarps away and the rain poured into their already damaged homes. I prayed for them, and thanked God for the first responders, the clean up crews, and those who would come later to rebuild. Even those who would provide the material for rebuilding. I thanked Him for those who had taken food and supplies.
Then I praised Him again, for He is God in the time of drought and in the times of abundance of rain. He is God in the fire and God in the flood. As I turned to step inside I heard these words ringing in my heart:
“Let my words fall like rain!”
Okay, technically these are the words are from Moses. But they soaked into my heart this morning drenching me as the rain drenched my hair falling in droplets down my back. I stood in them as I stood in the puddles building around me.
I could only respond as Moses did.
Oh, how I love His Word-both written and revealed. In His words are life. His words produce fruit in us when we allow ourselves to stand in the rain of His words. The fruit is not for us alone. Fruit grows for those who are hungry. He sends the rain. We stand. Fruit grows. He prepares us as a living testimony of who He is!
The question then becomes: Are you willing to stand in the rain? He calls to you. “Come outside?”
I say, “Yes, Lord! Rain down upon me! I’ve stood in the rain. Yet I long for more! Drench me! Soak me! I am yours!”
For Further Reading (Soak Yourself!)
- Acts 14
- Psalm 72:6
- 2 Samuel 23:4
- Psalm 147
- Psalm 65:10
- Psalm 119