Nothing like rain in a parched land

Yes, after two months of not a drop of rain, it rained last night. I don't even know if you could call it rain. It was just enough to knock all the dust in the air onto the ground. But the smell that came with the rain and the coolness to the air was heaven sent. Some of you who live in areas that have had more than their share of rain lately I am sure would like to trade places for a few days, but I must tell you that the dryness that sets in here is exhausting. And knowing it will be a good 4 months of no or very little rain makes it harder.

They say that this area of Brazil gets down to a humidity level of about 6 percent (lower than the sahara desert). So as I water my plants around the house daily, if not twice a day, I thank the Lord for all the rain he sent us earlier in the year to get us through these dry seasons.

Now this is definitely the place where I humbly point out that it is kind of like our lives. We have some wonderful times in our life where God is just pouring down rain on us, but it is also a reality that there will be some dry days. But again, the cool part is that as we grow deeper in our knowledge and understand of him, we have those wells of water that we can drink from during the dry times. His Word is the best well that we can count on, that will never go dry.

I love that our well here in Brazil is an artesian well, a kind that just bubbles up from the ground with clear pure water. Oh that my life might be that to those around me. Even in my dry seasons might His water bubble out from me.