Thursday, July 17, 2014

Raindrops

Abba,

There are so many moments when I don't understand. When I hurt, more deeply than I ever imagined. When I wish things could be different. When I look at others and wish my life could be easy. When I wish I wasn't called to this faith journey.

But, this is the life You have given me.

There must be purpose. You have a plan.

So, my Abba, I come to You, with the empty and the broken that is inside...hoping and trusting and believing that you can fill me up to overflowing. That Your joy can fill this heart again.

And as I open up these tightly clenched hands and raise them in surrender, I see it - the rain is coming.