It has rained here for three days. The heavy humid summer air bursts with refreshing rain. Everything soaks up and holds the life giving moisture. The leaves bend beneath the weight of raindrops.
I have spent these days enjoying the patter of rain on the roof. As the rain falls I feel cleansed somehow. The weight of His presence causes me to bend. Most of it has to do with a recent prayer time with ladies where I worship. Then a line from a poem I read at Barefoot Voyage, “But Jesus, I longed for you so much.” Between poetry and worship songs, my heart cries, “heaven fall down on me….let it rain, let it pour.” With the rain I feel Jesus mercy and grace. Images flows through my mind and simple words fall into my spirit…
Blood of Jesus……Mercy and Grace
Rushes to……Wash Clean
Brokenness………Declare Holy
Shame……Proclaim Pure
Weariness……..Hope of Glory
Though the drops are small, the ripple effects grow. Dry places fill up and overflow. Cracked places in my soul are made whole and holy by Jesus mercy and grace. Shameful sin is proclaimed pure by the Holy Spirit’s forgiveness. Weariness fades and gives rise to hope, hope that is only found in the glory of Christ.
“Blessed are those who WASH their robes, that they may have the right to the TREE OF LIFE and may GO THROUGH THE GATES into the city.” Revelation 22:14
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Poetry by Michele Jahncke @ Barefoot Voyage (linked above)
Lyrics “Heaven” by Daniel Bashta (linked above)
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