Smell of Rain

The sun had yet to break free from its darkened slumber and I found myself shouldering a heavy load. My synapses were as sluggish as the breeze-less humidity that greeted my early morning endeavors. Pushing, pulling, running, walking, just trying to keep up and miserably failing. Along my journey, the smell of rain permeated my senses and a drop or two fell on my parched face. It had been a long dry season both in what used to be grass and in my innermost places. The forecast appeared bleak, but lightning flashed in faraway places. I could smell the rain.

As I turned to continue “my” way, and the Lord said, “Walk with me a while. You can smell the rain, yet you doubt you will see it?

Then a light drizzle began to fall.

As surely as the drops on your face, the rain will come. Blessings are on the way. You can smell it. Even if today’s blessing is nothing more than your daily bread, it is all you need. Waves of blessings are on the horizon. You can smell it. Breathe deeply and know it is true.”

I turned to see others pass by in their hurried paces, hoping to complete their tasks before the rain. Instead, I slowed my pace, looked around and savored the fresh air. I could smell the rain.

Scientists say it is simply dust, or plant oils that cause the intoxicating scent, but there was so much more. The rain may only be spots on a dusty windshield, but the smell is a promise.

A promise of blessings.

 If you follow my decrees and are careful to obey my commands, I will send you rain in its season, and the ground will yield its crops and the trees their fruit. Leviticus 26:3-4

Lord, thank You for your promises and gentle reminders to persevere a bit longer.
I can smell the rain …


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