Blessed Sound of Falling Rain
Blessed sound of falling rain
The music we’ve strained to hearFor so long,
The sound of life
To our drought-stricken land,
The melody of God’s provision.
A greedy earth clutches at the drops
Almost drinking before they land,
Needy and desperate for any relief
It takes hours before she relaxes.
Finally she glories in the drink
Soaking, laughing, swelling with life,
Praising God with every drip, drip, drip
Turning green with gratitude.
Our thirsty souls wait as well
For the sounds of life that restore us,
The sounds of a Savior
Coming to pour
The music we’ve strained to hear.
Yes, blessed sound of falling rain.
“for he satisfies the thirsty and fills the hungry with good
things.” Psalm 107:9
*How does God refresh
you?
*Flickr photo by John-Morgan
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9 comments:
Beautiful, Cheryl! Thank you for sharing your heart in such a special way. :-)
There is nothing quite like the sound of rain. Having grown up in Ireland where rain is a part of life, I never paid much attention to it, other than some obligatory complaints about the lack of a dry day. However, since coming to America and seeing the effects of drought I have really come to appreciate the life-renewing force of rain. When it doesn't rain and the grass looks parched I tend to look to the Heavens and ask God to send a few drops our way. Rain really does remind me of His Power. Thanks for another thought-provoking post, Cheryl.
What a beautiful way to start the day!
Thanks, ladies -- so glad you enjoyed the poem! Mairead, so interesting to hear how your perspective of rain has changed since coming to the U.S.
Beautiful poem, Cheryl. I felt every word of it.
peace~elaine
I agree what a great way to start the day!
Thanks so much, Elaine and Alicia! Glad you enjoyed!
Very nice. I tweeted it and shared it on FB as per Hope's blog. I wish you continued success.
Rekaya, thanks so much for visiting and for sharing my link. What a wonderful surprise! Appreciate you -- come back anytime! :)
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