Monday, May 28, 2007

Soaking It In

It's a wet morning. A slow, steady sprinkle clothes the air. There's beauty in it as the dry, cracked ground soaks up every drop of moisture. We can't see them, but we know the tiny roots of the small plants and seeds we've placed in the ground are reaching out to catch a bit of that life-giving substance as it soaks into the surrounding soil. Our effort to water the flowers and vegetables is never quite as good as God's.

It reminds me of "watering my spirit." I might try to quench my thirsting heart with a number of things, but they never satisfy for long. When I draw near to my Creator, my parched soul is soaked with His soothing rain. It is always clothing the air about me. I just have to reach out and soak it in.

Isaiah 12:3 Therefore with joy shall ye draw water out of the wells of salvation.