Falling Rains


Have you ever really thought about this verse? I've read it before but don't know that I had really dissected it until now. So what are the spring rains like where you live? Here in Arkansas we experience the gamut of differences in our spring rains.

At times I've happened to look out the window and notice that everything is wet--the soft, pitter patter of the gently falling droplets come into and out of my life with no sound at all.

At other times,  I hear the ping, ping of gently falling rain steadily making its presence known watering and feeding all within its reach.

I especially love the drumming of the steady, long term rain--the kind where I know I can reach for a good book, lay down on the sofa with my most comfy afghan, read a couple of hours and know that it will still be raining when I arise.

In this neck of the woods we also experience gale force winds that blow sheets of rain in an almost horizontal line--pounding, breaking, surging, engulfing everything in its path.

How has God come to you in the past?  Can you think of times when His love paralleled the rains I mentioned above?

How do you want Him to come to you today?


Father, come to each one of us as you see fit.  You know exactly just the 
kind of watering we need.


© ALL ART, PHOTOGRAPHS AND TEXT PROPERTY OF ELIZABETH DIANNE UNLESS OTHERWISE NOTED, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED, 2008-2014

Studying Hosea with shereadtruth.com.  This verse was from our study--I combined my calligraphy with some Iphoneography for the piece of artwork above--














Comments

elizabeth said…
Beautiful calligraphy and I love your descriptions of the different kinds of rain.
Anita Johnson said…
I have thought more about this since we started growing green roof plants. We can irrigate, but when it rains, it is so efficient, covering all...like God covers us. beautiful calligraphy.
Sandy said…
I could picture you there resting and reading with your comfy afghan. I love to do that too. I have always loved the rain. To be it's comforting somehow. I am cozy inside while the smell of the wet earth wafts into my house and makes me feel so thankful for all my blessings. I love all kinds of rain except torrential downpours that lead to flooding. I rarely fail to think of the Lord when it rains. Just something about rain that does that.
Your calligraphy is really beautiful.
xx oo
Debbie said…
Yes, I want Him to come to me right now. I pleaded for it from my prayer chair this morning.

Will be pondering this rain thing this morning.

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