Daily Archives: July 2, 2010

Rains

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We need it.  We had some the night before last—powerful . . . surging . . . cleansing rain!  The skies rumbled with thunder–but we need more.

With Camp Nana officially closed (will post Cy and Jake’s photos later), the eyes turn to getting the house in shape to leave it.  Me that is.

I leave for Honduras on my first, of hopefully many, mission trips this month.  Tetanus shot scheduled–bags waiting to have the dust knocked off,  I sense something in the air.  Smells like rain. 

The spiritual kind.

As I sat this morning—soaking in Him—He filled me with a fresh breath of Him. 

Cleansing—covering—illuminating a once dark place.  My request of Him?  Clean out the cobwebs of my heart.  Let nothing remain that does not belong—remove every obstacle that may hinder or keep my walk from following Him to the fullest.

So that I may know Him more fully.  So that I may share what He is—what He has done—is doing—and His purpose for each of us—as we take HIS hand and follow after Him.

My journey may be totally different than yours—but if your heart is linked to His, then so is our path.  Straight from the cross to the sky.  The heavens, where the rain falls from.

For I will pour water on him who is thirsty, And floods on the dry ground; I will pour My Spirit on your descendants, And My blessing on your offspring; (Isaiah 44:3)

The heavens—where the rain falls from…

The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Psalm 19:1 (NIV)

The heavens—where the rain falls from…

The heavens declare His righteousness, And all the peoples see His glory. Psalm 97:6 (NKJV)

My  heart proclaims the wonders of God—what He has done—what He is doing!

I once read a story about a parched land and two farmers.*  Severe was the drought—they both prayed with all their might for rain to fall.  One farmer stayed on his porch and watched the sky.  While the other farmer plowed his field in the hot scorching sun though the dry dusty ground was hard to till.  He worked on.

Which farmer was believing God to answer his prayer?

Their love for God may have been the same—yet only one farmer truly believed God was about to pour out the rain—and he had to hurry to get the ground ready to receive.

And soon the skies thundered—and the rains came.

*The author of this story is unknown to me—and I may have changed the wording since I don’t know where I read it—but the message of the story stuck.  If we are to be able to bless others from the rains that come into our lives, we must “prepare” the ground of our hearts.

Prepare is the word that I have heard over and over from my Father since this leg of my journey has begun.  And that, dear friend is what I am doing.  Preparing my heart and life for “more of Him”.

For more of Him—there are things that must be, not just shelved, but removed.  Completely.  Not that they are necessarily wrong—but perhaps for me they are a distraction.

Anything that distracts us from our common sense search and seeking of the heart of Christ must be removed in order for us to receive all that He has for us.

Friends….expect changes! 

Good ones!

For I am faithfully,

Following Him