Let the Rain Come Down
Let my teaching fall like rain and my words descend like dew, like showers on new grass, like abundant rain on tender plants. – Deuteronomy 32:2 NIV
photo: Raye Wortel
Growing up in Central New York, I saw my fair share of rainy days. Sometimes the rain-soaked clouds hung around for days, until it looked like umbrellas, slickers and boots would become a necessary suit of armor.
As a child, my favorite rain gear was my polka-dotted dome umbrella that covered me from the shoulders up. I loved watching the raindrops splatter on the umbrella and run down the sides chasing after each other. I felt secure knowing not a single drop of rain would ever touched my head, sting my eyes, or run down my neck.
Ugh, how awful!
These days I’m looking to get caught in a good rainstorm.
Not with the rains of water, but with the rains of the Word.
I want to frolic in the puddles of God’s perfect love, and dance with my face lifted to the heavens, as His ways soak into the fibers of my being. No more do I want to watch from inside some pretty plastic cocoon.
When the dust of earthly concerns dirty up my life, and leave me feeling weary, hot, and parched, I will look to the Word to refresh my soul (Psalm 19:7).
And when I pile on too many “raincoats” of commitments and obligations, I will seek the Word of the Lord who fills us with the knowledge of His will (Colossians 1:9).
With the steady beat of rainfall that nourishes Creation to the depths of it’s unseen roots, may His Word feed my roots, so when fears and worries roll in, they will have no hold on the fruit I produce (Jeremiah 17:8).
The Word of the Lord falls from His Heavenly storehouses as a mist or a torrent depending on how much we protect ourselves from it.
So, I’ll cast my umbrella aside, give up my boots, and keep my raincoat in the closet, so that God’s teaching falls on me unhindered.
Who wants to go for a walk in the rain with me?
What was your favorite memory of rainy days? Please leave a comment, I’d love to know.
First off, that photo is beautiful!!
Secondly, coming from Chicago, I am all to familiar with rainfall that went on for days. I enjoy them more so now that I live here in sunny California but even then, I enjoyed it. The smell, the sound it made hitting the roof and windows or trickling down the gutter, how everything would sparkle afterward and things were starting to grow again. There was something just so peaceful about it.
For as long as I can remember, I looked at rain as renewal. It was God’s way of renewing the earth. Unless you count when I was really little and a bad storm with clapping thunder came through and I was told it was God bowling. Haha. Anyway, I failed to look within many times and how I could renew myself in His Word. Today, I continually immerse myself in the renewal of my mind through the Word and feel amazing because of it. The verse in Jeremiah is perfect! Yet another verse from that book to list amongst my favorites!
As always, thank you for your inspiring message! 🙂
Yes Carrie! God’s Word is our haven for renewal. No matter the “weather”, his Word will give us all we need.
I would love to walk in the rain with you Raye. To this day I still love the rain. I love to listen to it and watch as it can change directions. Its the wind that I am not to crazy about. Loved your blog today. Thank you for sharing your childhood memory of rain. I loved my polkadotted rain coat also. It was lime green with white spots.
Beautiful Lori! Let’s make a date sometime!