It has been raining all day. It has been raining non-stop. I keep going to the window to marvel. I live in a desert and it is also a desert that has been in drought for the past seven years. I didn't realize that a desert could have a drought, thought desert meant it was always without much rain but things can always get worse, I guess.
It has rained a lot this season and the reservoirs are filling again. It is snowing in the mountains and that means run off in the spring to take us through the blazing summer. God provides.
That is what makes me marvel. I was lying in bed this morning listening to the rain and thinking of how God causes the rain to come down on the just and the unjust. He could make it rain just on those who love Him, just for those who seek His ways but He doesn't. He provides rain, sun, life, breath and His offer of grace-filled love to everyone whether they know it or not, whether they ask for it or not; whether they curse Him or offer thanks.
Every drop that falls from the sky He has overseen through its journey from there to here. As it hits the pool I watch the ring it makes expand and join with the expanding ring next to it, repeating over and over in an ever changing pattern. His plan for each drop of rain; His plan to bring blessing to us all, diving into the pool as I watch. And I marvel.
Maybe this is so extraordinary for me because I don't live in Seattle like my daughter who sees far too much rain. Maybe for her she marvels when the sun breaks through the grey and lights up her world. Maybe for you it is something else that causes you to recognize God's provision and love. I don't know but I am so thankful for the blessing that is raining down, both figuratively and wetly today.
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