Oceans from the Rain

July and August are defined by the rainy season. Which means it will probably rain at some point in the day; it may be a light drizzle or a torrential downpour. I thought the pace of life was slow before but when the rain comes everything stops. I love sitting on the front porch watching the kids splashing in the tiny rivers that the rain has created. At these times I think of the living water that God has promised us. I pray that just as he is cleansing and watering the earth he is doing the same in the hearts of the Gambians. During the 7 months when there isn’t a drop of rain it’s hard to imagine that there are seeds and roots deep below the earth’s surface. But as the rains come little buds begin to appear and within weeks everything is green and lush. So I am reminded to live in faith that although it seems as if there is no sign of Christ there are seeds that have been planted and are being watered and they will reap a harvest someday!

1 Cor. 13:1-3

If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophesy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.

Lord, give me your heart. Let me not be a clanging cymbal. Let me glorify you by the love I show to those around me.