I gambled tonight, and some would say I lost.
I started on my walk at the regular time. The threatening sky oozed a slight mist, but I thought I could make it. That was my gamble.
My walk took me past a neighbor, who stopped to chat, and I frightened a hawk from a low branch. I saw the beginnings of flowers on the vines beside the road, and small buds peeked out from trees. Spring’s arrival was showing in every yard.
I was on my way back to the house, but still halfway around the block, when the rain started for real. I kept walking, but now I walked to the cadence of the steady rain. The brisk breeze that accompanied the rain remembered winter but promised spring. I wished for my raincoat.
I arrived back at home soaked through, so some would say I lost my gamble. I think I experienced my walk from a little different perspective, though, as I viewed my neighborhood through the silvery curtain of rain.
I thought about God’s promises.
God does not promise us that we won’t walk through storms and rain, but He does promise that He will never leave His child. When I walk with Him, I can see the blessings in the rain – new signs of life, simple beauties, shared friendships. His presence is a gift and a promise, and I am soaked in His grace.
I will most likely face some trials this week. When I do, I pray that God will bring to mind the simple cadence of today’s shower, and I will remember that I can trust Him,
rain or shine.
Psalm 61:2 From the end of the earth will I cry unto thee, when my heart is overwhelmed: lead me to the rock that is higher than I. 3 For thou hast been a shelter for me, and a strong tower from the enemy.
Ezekiel 34:26 And I will make them and the places round about my hill a blessing; and I will cause the shower to come down in his season; there shall be showers of blessing.
Photo – Evening Clouds, Beth Mims