Rain

This past year of school, and relationships, and just being has been very difficult. I suppose in many ways it was so necessary and I would not trade it in for anything. I am going to switch to a metaphor that came to my head the other day as I was contemplating my existence over this past year. It felt dry, hot and heavy. It was very desert like in character. Full of hardship, extreme conditions, and most of all a lack of water to parch my thirsty longing soul. Much of this was my own fault, I stayed in places I could have moved, I could have done more to search for water. But it all took so much energy which seemed to be constantly sapped by the sun.

The other day something amazing happened. It rained, actually it poured. The rain washed over me and my soul found rest. I danced in the freedom of the rain as for the first time in a long time I felt so alive and free....free to drink, run, and free to just be.

Will there be more times of desert? Absolutely. But I trust now that no matter what, God always sends the rain when I can no longer bear the heat.