Watering the Soul on a Rainy Day

This morning I’m listening to a rain storm as I write. It’s the kind of rain storm that comes in waves. One minute its a steady, soaking rain. The next minute it’s a down pour. At times is seems as though it will stop and then it begins again. We need this rain for our lakes and somehow my heart needs the calm that the sound of the rain is ushering in. Even the claps of thunder add to the calming effects of the storm.

When I was a child, I was not fond of those claps of thunder. In my little mind, I was certain there was a big crane lifting houses off their foundations and throwing them to the ground. I would lay awake in bed just waiting for our house to be next. At some point that changed and I imagined God was bowling. At least that kept me from imagining the worst scenario.

What will happen to all this rain? Where will it go? Are we going to have one of those rainy seasons or is this the last good rain before a long, dry, hot summer? Will we enjoy the way the rain slows us down, or wish it away so we can get back to our hurried lives? Do we take advantage of the sunny days and get out and play or just grumble when we can’t? What does God want to say to me in this rain? 

I’ve begun a journey to recognize the Presence of God in and around me. I’ve begun a journey to seek His face in all circumstances. I’ve asked Him to tune me in to Him. To be honest, I’d rather get lost in Him than some of the other places I find myself getting lost.

Just look at this illustrations of one of the places I find myself getting lost.

(Image borrowed from the Purple Clover Facebook page)

I have to tell you that while this illustration makes me laugh, it also makes me tired. Can you imagine trying to sort thru that all day, every day? There is not a spreadsheet or white board on earth that could adequately deal with all the thoughts and sub-thoughts and rabbit trails that go off with lightening speed inside this brain of mine. If I am not careful, it is all I can do in a day.

See…rabbit trail!

Maybe I’ll just sit here and enjoy the sound of the rain and see what I can find in His word that resonates with this season.

A father of the fatherless and a judge [f]for the widows,
Is God in His holy habitation.
God [g]makes a home for the lonely;
He leads out the prisoners into prosperity,
Only the rebellious dwell in a parched land.

O God, when You went forth before Your people,
When You marched through the wilderness, [h]Selah.
The earth quaked;
The heavens also dropped rain at the presence of God;
[i]Sinai itself quaked at the presence of God, the God of Israel.
You shed abroad a plentiful rain, O God;
You confirmed Your inheritance when it was [j]parched.
10 Your creatures settled in it;
You provided in Your goodness for the poor, O God. – Psalm 68:5-10

[j]May he come down like rain upon the mown grass,
Like showers that water the earth. – Psalm 72:6

How blessed is the man whose strength is in You,
In [c]whose heart are the highways to Zion!
Passing through the valley of [d]Baca they make it a [e]spring;
The early rain also covers it with blessings.
They go from strength to strength,
[f]Every one of them appears before God in Zion. – Psalm 84:5-7

15 In the light of a king’s face is life,
And his favor is like a cloud with the [h]spring rain. – Proverbs 16:15

Seek the Lord while He may be found;
Call upon Him while He is near.
Let the wicked forsake his way
And the unrighteous man his thoughts;
And let him return to the Lord,
And He will have compassion on him,
And to our God,
For He will abundantly pardon.
“For My thoughts are not your thoughts,
Nor are your ways My ways,” declares the Lord.
“For as the heavens are higher than the earth,
So are My ways higher than your ways
And My thoughts than your thoughts.
10 “For as the rain and the snow come down from heaven,
And do not return there without watering the earth
And making it bear and sprout,
And furnishing seed to the sower and bread to the eater;
11 So will My word be which goes forth from My mouth;
It will not return to Me empty,
Without accomplishing what I desire,
And without succeeding in the matter for which I sent it.
12 “For you will go out with joy
And be led forth with peace;
The mountains and the hills will break forth into shouts of joy before you,
And all the trees of the field will clap their hands.
13 “Instead of the thorn bush the cypress will come up,
And instead of the nettle the myrtle will come up,
And [e]it will be a [f]memorial to the Lord,
For an everlasting sign which will not be cut off.” – Isaiah 55:6-13

AHHHH, refreshing rain!