Driving through the sticky, hot air of Mississippi on the way back from vacation, both my husband and I realized the air conditioning wasn’t working. And, we had 12+ drive hours left before we would reach home. The windows went down as we tried to salvage the breeze. Two hours later, we were all exhausted. The warmth whipping around our faces took its toll, and we rolled into the next major town on the hunt for an auto repair center. Another two hours later, the problem was diagnosed but the part was not in stock. We called up the road five hours and scheduled a repair for the next morning. Then we sucked it up and headed back into the blazing temperatures.
Often, life brings the heat. Even with sunscreen, sweat will roll down our faces, and without water we will grow faint. Pressure comes unexpectedly. Dryness creeps in and fades our joy. It’s difficult to find passion when our parched souls drift toward apathy. Time keeps chugging on, and often the ascent off the mountain top experiences comes more quickly than we want.
Where do we go when we are spiritually spent? How do we continue when the humidity has sapped our desire? What do we say to God when we are languished and parched?
We must pray for rain.
We are God’s treasure, His dearly loved children. God wells up His streams in the wilderness. He sends showers, abundant rain to pour over and fill the cracks in our hearts.
But whoever drinks from the water that I will give him will never get thirsty again — ever! In fact, the water I will give him will become a well of water springing up within him for eternal life.
– John 4:14
God will revive us. No matter how high the barometer rises or how many hours we are stuck on the road in the blazing heat, we are still His. God’s abundant rain will come.