Today is a rainy day.
I love rainy days. It’s a time that all I want to do is curl up with a good book or watch a good movie. Not doing either at the moment. But writing on rainy days is good too.
There is something about rain that soothe my soul. Rain reminds me of life, of growth, of renewing, and most of all it reminds me of the awesome power of the God I love. He has power over life. He gives us water which makes every living thing grow.
I remember first finding out that this earth didn’t even know rain until the Great Flood of Noah’s day. I try to imagine just what was going on in the people’s heads when they first saw it rain. I imagine for those that refused to believe Noah when he told them that God was going to flood the world it was shock and fear. Did they realize that Noah’s words were true? Or were they still stubbornly refusing to believe?
What were Noah and their family feeling? Were they afraid too? Imagine that water had never fallen from the sky before and here it was pouring down. What a shock to the system that would be. I imagine it would have been scary but also comforting. If their God could cause water to fall from the sky when it never had before than of course he could protect those who followed and loved him.
How do I feel when God rains into my life? Do I turn away in fear and run? Or do I see it as a sign his awesome power reigning in my life?
How about you?