What words come to mind when you see this picture? What sort of emotions does it evoke within you?
When I look at this photograph it stirs a sweet sort of sadness. It is hope mingled with a tinge of heartache. The droplets of water still lingering from last night’s rain are teardrops; they trickle down blades of fresh green growth and quietly remind me that tears and trials often accompany new growth in my own life.
Rain is needed to bring about beauty; the same is true of pain. A life untouched by trials is rarely fruitful. Just as the rain softens the soil and allows the roots to stretch down deeper, so the hard things that happen in our lives allow us to sink our roots down deeply into the unwavering love of God. I have found this to be true in my own life.
So, when the sun is shining and all is bright in our worlds, let’s rejoice in the sweet times of refreshment that God supplies. But when the sun is hidden from view and our days are filled with constant drizzle, let’s labor to trust that God is at work and that we will one day see beauty spring forth from our barren places.
“He covers the heavens with clouds;
he prepares rain for the earth;
he makes grass grow on the hills.”