
I spent some time walking a few days ago. I was refreshed by the crisp air and the sound of nature all around me. But a devastating truth lie everywhere I look. Death.
We have experienced a severe drought over the last few months. It has taken its toll on the landscape everywhere. The grass is brown and dry as hay. Flowers are withered. The crops are suffering and look poor. It's a desert land where a typical green lush is usually present.
The heatwave has finally lifted. Knowing so, I awoke extra early to take advantage of the cool morning air that was to come.
Even in the midst of the drought. Even in the midst of this dry parched land. Even in the midst of a dying landscape, I could see the beauty of God.
A wildflower standing tall and reaching for the heavens. A weed surviving despite the dead grass all around. Trees shouting praises as their leaves rustled in the wind. And birds singing their morning song.
There is hope. The hope that someday the rain will return, and it will. With it will come new life and a restoration to the full beauty that God intended.
May our lives reflect that of God's full creation. May we stand tall, fight, praise his name, and sing no matter what, even in the midst of this drought your are experiencing in your life.
Your circumstance may seem devastating or difficult, but there is hope. There is hope in Him. And your hope is knowing His refreshing rain will once again pour over your life.
May you be renewed, refreshed, and restored to reflect the greatness He has brought you to be.
Give thanks to God... in all things!