I rounded the curve along the meadow’s edge, pressing into the blustery breeze. Dark clouds hovered overhead as treetops swayed to the rhythm of the wind.
When Grace Falls Like Rain
Rain was coming.
I pulled the collar of my jacket a little tighter.
Sometimes a girl just has to press in, keep one foot stepping in front of the other, and move forward.
Even when it’s difficult.
Even when the wind from an impending storm is smacking you in the face.
Even when you think you’re too weary to keep going.
The wind swooshed through the treetops and I heard God’s whisper, My grace is sufficient for you, Nan. When you are weak, I am strong. Accept the gift of my grace. Be strong IN my grace, not your own strength.
It wasn’t like I didn’t know this already.
I love God’s grace and, recently more than ever, I have depended on it every single day just to survive a tsunami of tough emotions. But do I unknowingly step in and out of its availability because of attitude changes or change of focus?
The Lord clearly exhorted me to be strong IN His grace — to realize that I already have the availability of His grace. He wants me to dwell there.
Not just visit.
How enriched are they who find their strength in the Lord;
within their hearts are the highways of holiness!
Even when their paths wind through the dark valley of tears,
they dig deep to find a pleasant pool where others find only pain.
He gives to them a brook of blessing
filled from the rain of an outpouring.
They grow stronger and stronger with every step forward,
and the God of all gods will appear before them in Zion. ~ Psalm 84:5-7, TPT
I lifted my face toward heaven and began to pray.
Grace Falls Like Rain When We Pray
Father, forgive me for taking my eyes off You and for not being thankful in all things. Being thankful in all things is hard sometimes, especially if I’m walking in the flesh and not clinging to You. I’m sorry. I want to step back into the blanket of Your love and be wrapped in Your grace like a plush cocoon. I want to dwell there. I want to go from strength to strength because Your grace is sufficient. I want to be determined in the pilgrimage of my calling and journey with You. Steadfast and unswerving. I don’t want to be consumed by my weariness any longer, but to go forward in Your strength, even when the wind from the impending storm is smacking me in the face.
Stepping out from beneath the canopy of pine, the first raindrop fell. One by one, God’s diamonds of grace began to fall until there was a full-blown shower. Showers of blessing. Lessons when grace falls like rain.
I stood still and closed my eyes. I pictured Jesus smiling at me as He splashed the refreshing rain all over my face and woke me from my doldrums.
And I began to laugh at the goodness of God.
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Sweet blessings to you,