There is still a hush over the farmhouse.
The coffee is ready.
A new day is on the horizon.
The rain has fallen steadily in the night.
My farmer’s sister and family have been without water for over a month.
I think on water as I take that first sip of hot coffee.
Besides grieving the loss of her son,
walking with cancer, praying for a miracle for her daughters heart;
she now carries laundry to all her family.
The little she has to offer.
A soul weary from the trials of this world.
We wash, dry and fold;
offer the little back to her that we can.
Her husband hauls water; after working all day.
In a few moments I will make a phone call to my farmer.
The heifers are across the river.
Has the water risen in the night?
I fear for their safety.
Our Pastor spoke on Living Water on Sunday.
His message has challenged me all week.
Listen here. The message begins at 24:43.
A well, a woman, and water.
Jesus was willing to go to unexpected places.
With surprising outcomes.
Our sleep is interrupted in the night.
A dog; so thirsty.
Drains the bowl.
I think on water.
It is a necessity.
Yet so many struggle for this basic life giving element.
The rain continues to fall.
The sound on the tin roof soothing.
For some, recently, this sound brought fear and disaster as
Hurricane Matthew tore through an already battered nation.
I think on water.
~30 Days of Thankfulness~
I am Thankful for:
Living Water; that I may never thirst again
Rain raising water tables in our area
Water to make coffee
A Natural Spring fed well
Quiet mornings; deep reflection
the simple gifts of the youngest farm girls joy over middle school group
Bible Study in our home; rich; challenging
Conversations with a friend encouraging me
Moments when the ache is so strong, the relief from time with God
Hope that rises, when we wait upon the Lord.
God that has never left us as we journey forward
The quiet of the morning hour
but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.
May you drink fully from the well that will never run dry.
May you know the hope that rises from the Everlasting God.
This song means so much to me.
It gives me hope.
It renews the deep, deep places of my soul.
He is the Everlasting God
You do not faint, you won’t grow weary.