Inspired by . . . the rhythm of the rain

Inspired by . . . the rhythm of the rain

On Monday, Laura was writing about kids grumbling because of one less hour of sleep.  I wasn’t grumbling about that, but I hadn’t been too keen on waking to another grey day and rain. The rest of Laura’s post convicted me and I realized that my recent attitude about the weather had been raining on my JOY parade.

I needed to stop the sin of discontentment that was eroding my JOY. I needed to get into the rhythm of the rain.

 

 

Sin. I know it’s not a word that any of us like to use when referring to our own behavior. But there it is. Call it what you like, but I know in my spirit that my grumblings and discontentment about the weather is sin. Plain.and.simple.

C.H. Spurgeon warned of thinking lightly of sin. And during this time of Lent when there is an added focus on self-examination, we might be tempted to say, “Is it not a little one?”

Do not the little foxes spoil the grapes?

Will not continual drippings wear away stones?

 

 

Sometimes we know what we are doing, or that the attitude we have is wrong, but need some added incentive to do something about it. We may even confess our sin, but not be repentant {turn away and go in the other direction}. I mean, why shouldn’t I be grumpy about the rain? It’s producing gobs of mud, washing out our roads, keeping me inside these four walls, the list of excuses goes on.

Keith Potter says, “our confession will be thin and hollow unless we understand how great and holy God is. We are forever underestimating the seriousness of sin and its effects, making us unlike God and unfit for His good fellowship.”

 

 

How do we understand how great and holy God is? By reading His word.

This rain, it has a rhythm, just like everything else in life. And if I want to be in the right rhythm with the rain, and with God, I need to know and understand what God’s word says.

So what does God’s word say about rain?

 

 

Except for the flood, which was clearly not a good thing for those living on earth at the time, nearly every reference to God sending the rain is a blessing.

A blessing.

After reading through over 100 verses about rain I was feeling just a little bit of what Job must have felt when God spoke to him out of the whirlwind.

Who are you to question my wisdom with your ignorant, empty words?

Now stand up straight and answer the questions I ask you.

Were you there when I made the world? If you know so much, tell me about it. Job 38:2-4

 

Here’s the deal, it doesn’t matter if I see the rain as a blessing or not. God doesn’t make mistakes.

I want to be humble enough, patient enough, and faithful enough to trust Him.

 

 

Rain or shine, cold air or warm, grey skies or blue.

How about you?

 

Blessings,

June

 

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