10.08.2025 | Ordinary Wednesday

Rain Brings Renewal
Let it rain.
 
Yesterday, I woke up to a light, misty sprinkle in the air, and my heart filled with hope. But the joy was short-lived. The rain passed quickly, leaving behind only clouds. No rain. No sun.
 
Emily Logan Decens once said, “Rain showers my spirit and waters my soul.” This long drought is draining the garden. Watering helps sustain it, but it can’t replace the heavenly moisture that truly gives life and renews. This is no ordinary dry spell—it’s a severe drought. 
 
I feel like I’m in a drought too. A spiritual one. I need something to shower my spirit and water my soul. I’ve been searching for faith and hope in these troubled times. And it’s there—I catch glimpses of it, just like that fleeting sprinkle yesterday. We know this is only a season. The rain will return, gentle and comforting. They’ll remind us that there’s beauty in something as simple as a rain shower.
 
We’ll find comfort when we open our eyes and look for it.
 
“As the rain and the snow come down from heaven, and do not return to it without watering the earth and making it bud and flourish… so is my word that goes out from my mouth: It will not return to me empty, but will accomplish what I desire.” —Isaiah 55:10–11
 
Let it rain.
 
In seasons of drought—we are invited to wait with hope. The mist may come and go, the clouds may linger, but the promise remains: renewal is on its way.
 
Just as the garden receives rain and, once again, flourishes, so too will our spirits renew when we open ourselves to grace. Even when the skies feel silent let us believe that faith and hope, like rain, will not disappoint.
 
So today, we lean into the quiet, listen for the whisper of comfort, and welcome the rain—whenever it comes.
 
Let it rain.