Rain

I love the feeling of a warm spring rain on my face. There is a certain sweet smell and the pleasant sound of drops as they fall. Rain softens the ground, preparing it for new growth.

I can reach out my hand then close it into a fist, but I cannot grasp the rain. As hard as I try, my closed fist cannot capture it. If instead, I open my fist and reach out my hands, palms up, the rain will softly fall into them. I still cannot grasp it but I can “receive” it.

Today I desire to surrender to the sweet working of the power of God in my life. I open myself up. I reach out to him and receive the warmth of his spirit. He softens me and prepares my life for growth and fruit. It’s hard to explain, but I can’t hold his spirit with a “clenched fist”. Each day, I must open my life and look to him. One day at a time, I receive many blessings from my Higher Power.

God, reign in me!