My friends, my sisters, the rain drops are falling. I am excited on this twenty-second day of the seventh month in the year R&R(ReCover&ReStore). I did not realize the process would be as it is. I did not get the email that I would have to get to my destination by way of the wilderness. Nobody told me I had been signed up for that excursion thru the desert. Well, thanks be unto God who causes us to triumph.
I am grateful that despite what it looks like now, I can see myself, singing in the rain. I am reminded of my days of childhood, before I was concerned about my hair-do, the cooling rain would come at the end of a long, hot day. I would not look for an umbrella, I would just go out and dance and sing as the rain fell. I would lift of my head towards the sky, open my mouth and try to drink the rain. It was so refreshing. The rain always made everything better. The grass would wake up and sing in the rain. The worms would come out and sing in the rain. The birds would sing in thanksgiving. The flowers that were leaning and dry would come to life and sing in the rain.
Today, no matter where you are in your life journey my sister, I say to you...if the rain has not fallen on you yet, imagine it, know that it is coming and begin to sing, and dance and praise as if it is already here. I'm told that the Indians have a tradition of doing a dance to bring on the rain. I guess if we began to send up praise, and dance, and song...the blessings (rain) would come down. My sister, it is time to sing, even if the rain has not yet arrived, sing because you know it is coming. I know it is coming, I actually feel the raindrops falling on my head and that alone gives me a reason to SING.
54:1 “Sing, O barren one, who did not bear; break forth into singing and cry aloud, you who have not been in labor!
Epiphany of a CERTAIN Woman
2011
I am grateful that despite what it looks like now, I can see myself, singing in the rain. I am reminded of my days of childhood, before I was concerned about my hair-do, the cooling rain would come at the end of a long, hot day. I would not look for an umbrella, I would just go out and dance and sing as the rain fell. I would lift of my head towards the sky, open my mouth and try to drink the rain. It was so refreshing. The rain always made everything better. The grass would wake up and sing in the rain. The worms would come out and sing in the rain. The birds would sing in thanksgiving. The flowers that were leaning and dry would come to life and sing in the rain.
Today, no matter where you are in your life journey my sister, I say to you...if the rain has not fallen on you yet, imagine it, know that it is coming and begin to sing, and dance and praise as if it is already here. I'm told that the Indians have a tradition of doing a dance to bring on the rain. I guess if we began to send up praise, and dance, and song...the blessings (rain) would come down. My sister, it is time to sing, even if the rain has not yet arrived, sing because you know it is coming. I know it is coming, I actually feel the raindrops falling on my head and that alone gives me a reason to SING.
54:1 “Sing, O barren one, who did not bear; break forth into singing and cry aloud, you who have not been in labor!
Epiphany of a CERTAIN Woman
2011
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