We awoke to overcast skies and a gentle rain. The field
which encircles our house like a skirt has lain ploughed and brown for the last
few weeks. This morning, after the rains, a blush of green has spread over the
land. New shoots have sprouted. New life.
Full of promise. Beautiful.
Prayers can fall like gentle rain on the arid and parched
situations in life. No prayer cried out to our loving God is ever forgotten,
ignored or dismissed. It may seem a long time before those green shoots sprout,
but sprout they will, though the plants which spring up may not be exactly
those we had imagined and asked for. But in the wisdom of God, they will be the
best, the ones which will grow, mature, and bear fruit for the world.
Lord, keep me constant in prayer. May I pray in the
assurance that you are listening, that you are wise and loving and that at just
the right time, new growth will spring up in those situations which seem arid
and dry.
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