After many weeks of scorching heat, it finally rained over the weekend. It was a soft and steady rain. It reminded me of the rain showers I experienced as a child. I was standing in the kitchen and I could hear my mother in the back of mind saying, “Sit down somewhere, while the Lord does his work!” As a child I never understood what she meant by that. But I was obedient and sat in silence.
In my mind’s eye, I imagined the Lord always rearranging his living room, the thunder. Then he took a bath and once he let out the water in the bathtub, it rained on Earth. Yes, I had an overactive imagination!
This weekend when I heard that voice, I heard it differently. I was concerned about a family situation and my nights were restless. The voice said, “Be still and I will give you rest.” I immediately knew I was to sit down while the Lord did his work.
I had prayed about it, wrote about it and talked about it. Now, I have to release it and lay on my Father’s pillow and rest.
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