The crunching sound my grass makes when I walk across it is a tell-tale sign that something is missing in our little portion of Southern Middle Tennessee. What once was a luxurious and lush green lawn is now just a mess of dry, brown grass. Interestingly enough, the weeds are thriving, depleting every ounce of moisture in the dry, cracked ground.
I've got rain on my mind this morning...
If I'm not careful and don't drink in the Living Water, the sound my heavy heart makes is a tell-tale sign that something is missing. What God intends to be a thriving, growing Promised Land can quickly become a dry, parched, hard soul. Interestingly enough, the weeds are what will thrive -- thorny, all-consuming weeds that choke out the Word of God and make me unfruitful.
I've got rain on my mind this morning...
God, rain down on us. Let us crave Your Spirit more than we crave the air that we breathe and the rain that falls on our lawns. We need You, God, You are the Living Water -- the only thing that matters.
I've got rain on my mind this morning...
I am the LORD, and there is no other; apart from me there is no God. I will strengthen you, though you have not acknowledged me, so that from the rising of the sun to the place of its setting men may know there is none besides me. I am the LORD, and there is no other. I form the light and create darkness, I bring prosperity and create disaster; I, the LORD, do all these things. You heavens above, rain down righteousness; let the clouds shower it down. Let the earth open wide, let salvation spring up, let righteousness grow with it; I, the LORD, have created it. (Isaiah 45:5-8)
Blessings,
Dori
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