Once, I feared the rain
Drops of pain that come with life
Afraid of their capacity
To flood with grief and strife.
Once, I feared the waters
That from puddles soon could rise
Afraid of looking up
To see only stormy skies.
Once, I feared the torrents
With their power to destroy
Washing out my footing
And drowning all my joy.
Til, once I saw an image
In the puddles I had feared
A face so sweet, familiar
And my eyes began to tear.
I’d forgotten that every rain drop
Came through the filter of His hand
To cleanse, refresh and make things new
It was all part of His plan.
How could I not remember
That all waters from above
Were first cupped in my Father’s hand
Then poured on me with love.
The torrents and the storms of life
Only served to draw me close
To the One who calms the storm
The One who loves me most.
I looked down at the puddle
That I was standing in
Once a threat, a fear, a foe
Now all I could do was grin.
The puddle had a purpose
Every rain drop had a plan
Each torrent, storm and cloudy sky
First held in God’s own hand.
I looked up to see a rainbow
Through the clouds that marked the sky
Colors bursting through the gray above
God’s promise met my eyes.
So I sat down in that puddle
Not afraid of getting wet
I splashed and laughed, my joy returned
My God’s not finished yet…
“There is nothing – no circumstance, no trouble, no testing – that can ever touch me until, first of all it has gone past God and past Christ, right through to me. If it has come that far, it has come with a great purpose which I may not understand at the moment. But as I refuse to become panicky – as I lift up my eyes to Him – and as I accept it as coming from the throne of God for some great purpose of blessing to my heart, no sorrow will ever disturb me, no trial will ever disarm me, no circumstance will cause me to fret – for I shall rest in the joy of what my Lord is. That is the rest of victory.” – Alan Redpath
Isaiah 43:2 – When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you.
Mark 4:37-39 – A furious squall came up, and the waves broke over the boat, so that it was nearly swamped. 38 Jesus was in the stern, sleeping on a cushion. The disciples woke him and said to him, “Teacher, don’t you care if we drown?”
He got up, rebuked the wind and said to the waves, “Quiet! Be still!” Then the wind died down and it was completely calm.
I am so thankful that God led me here to your blog. I enjoy every post that you share.
Thank you!
Oh, thank you Judy! I’m going to go and visit your blog right now! What I share is exactly what God is teaching me at that very moment. I love when He uses the lessons He’s teaching me to help others, too!