It has been a LONG WET fall and winter.  Starting tomorrow we have another five days of rain coming with an expected total for those five days to exceed five inches.  My back yard is so "squishy" I have not been able to begin construction on my ark.  I may be forced to rely upon the borrowed kayak in my garage.  Unfortunately this is a ride on top kayak.  This means I WILL get wet!

The only problem with my plan, I can conceive of, is if my niece wants her kayak back.  I live three doors down from her---this is a distinct possibility.

Personally I prefer the rain to come in measured doses.  This deluge will eventually lead to a L O N G ~ H O T summer with little to NO rain.  WHY can't the rain come according to my plan?  Let's say raining once a week and no more than an inch at a time--year round.  This should keep the grass happy and the mud to a minimum.  Louisiana gumbo mud is another topic for another day.  Let me just tell you quick sand looks like a wimp compared to gumbo mud.

Why doesn't God set the rain to fall like I set my sprinkler system?  It goes off three times a week for a determined period of time in the early morning hours to not interfere with daylight activities.  The slow and measured method of watering is preferable and allows for optimum grass growth.

We were reminded of the beauty of slow and relentless spiritual growth by the High Reverend Sunday.  Spiritual growth is not explosive, not flashy, and not instantaneous.  It comes over a long period of time in small and consistent acts of  pursuing God.  Those small ordinary moments of faithfulness on a day by day basis lead to a deep and sustained relationship with God.  The "Little Big Things" of showing up faithfully in the pursuit of a deepening love of The Father.
There is no forty days and nights of flood, but instead the slow but steady streams of mercy pouring over us day after day.  How beautiful our garden will grow with day by day showers of his love and mercy.

Take pains with these things; be absorbed in them,
 so that your progress will be evident to all.
I Timothy 4:15


  1. When someone does not want rain there is probably someone else nearby who wants rain; the farmer for instance to water his crops. When someone wants a hot sun to sunbathe or have picnics there is someone else nearby who does not want a hot sun; the farmer for instance who complains his crops are dying in the heat. When someone wants snow to go skiing and build snowmen there is someone else nearby who does not want snow; the farmer for instance who complains the snow is killing his cattle and sheep with no winter feed.

    The moral of this story is: don't live near a farmer.

    Good post, Lulu. God bless.

    1. I’m laughing, Victor! You got me!
      Blessings, My Friend!

  2. We have had more than our fair share of rain here, too, Lulu. Such a great reminder here, though, that our spiritual growth is not an overnight thing, but a staid and steady progress made over time.
    Have a wonderful and blessed day!

    1. We will be wishing for a shower come August!
      Blessings, My Friend!


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