Right now, I’m between the rains. I’m coming away from an amazing season of growth and washing of the Spirit on my life. I’m coming away from a season where it was like everything that I touched, read, heard was the Lord speaking right to my heart. It almost seems good and right that I would start this season of Lent feeling dry and parched. Feeling stretched. Feeling alone.
Like this bowl on our table that is empty.
In time, we are going to fill this bowl with dirt and then hopefully overcrowd it with seeds of love and kindness. And we will water it and hopefully watch it grow. But all the growing takes place under the ground. And while we may not see it, we have hope that something amazing is going to sprout out of it.
So my season of Lent, is going to be a place where I am celebrating this place I am at…in between the rains. Celebrating the fact that it is only during these times of hardness that growth actually happens. And like Elijah, I am going to have the faith to know that if the sun rises, the rains will come. It will rain again and rain like nothing before. I just have to keep growing and looking.
I can see the fist size cloud coming towards me right now.
* the title of this post (and the idea) is completely stolen from Beth Moore and week 7 session from the James Bible Study*