Waiting For The Rain

Sorry about the delay, but between our trip to erie (when i had no internet all week…) and then thanksgiving break (where i had no life and played like 26 hours of a game and read a 700 and something page book) i kinda pushed this aside, and today, i realized how much i missed writing, so…

“Oh I’m waiting in this desert
Just waiting for the rain
Oh but I won’t leave this desert
Until I see the rain

And I’m waiting in the wilderness
Of promises yet fulfilled
Oh but I won’t leave this wilderness
Until I see the rain

I’m waiting for the rain
Oh I’m waiting for the rain
I’m just waiting for the rain
Oh I’m waiting for the rain

For I have heard the story told of a prophet who prophesied
Of the rain that would come in the middle of a drought
As a sign of the rain to come

And though years have come and years have gone
We’re still waiting for the rain
Oh but I can see the clouds gathering now
Are you ready, are you ready for the rain?

Open up the heavens and let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Open up the heavens and let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Open up the heavens and let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Open up the heavens and let it rain, let it rain
Just let it rain, let it rain
God let it rain, let it rain
Let it rain”

~“Waiting For The Rain” by Misty Edwards

There are many times that we find ourselves in the desert, and we just don’t know what to do. We have tried everything we can think of to get out, we’ve prayed, we’ve fasted, we’ve read God’s word, but nothing seems to work & get us out. This is the story of my life right now… I’m in this desert place right now, where God seems so far, and yet so close at the same time, but even though he is there, I feel like he isn’t pouring the water on me, and it’s leaving me feeling very dry. I used the image of a giant rubber band yesterday. I feel like I have to get to a finish line, but strung across the course is a giant rubber band, and the harder I run, the more it stretches, and the harder it gets to push forward. Then at some point, it snaps back, and sends me flying back on my butt where I first was. Then I got up, and tried again. And again, I found myself flat on my butt where I started. And I just can’t seem to push past the breaking point of that rubber band. I know if I could just get past that point, the rubber band would break, and I could move forward, but I have pushed and pushed and pushed, and I can’t do it. I know that God is there with me, and as I go running at the rubber band again, he is running along with me, and adding his strength to mine, but I just can’t feel it. How I long for God to rain down and wet my dry soul. “I’m waiting in the desert, just waiting for the rain” I want to give up so bad, and be like “well, this is as far as i can go, i push the rubber band, and i always fly back, I’m done.” But I just can’t seem to let myself do that, because I know that just a little bit more and I will break through. “Oh but I won’t leave this desert until I feel the rain” I know it feels like i have been pushing for a long time, and that I can’t seem to break through, but I can feel it starting to break, the rubber is growing brittle. “And though years have come and years have gone, we’re still waiting for the rain, but I can see the clouds gathering now” God, please just open up the skies and let your love fall down on me, wet my spirit, break the rubber band and let me keep running on with you by my side…………..

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One comment on “Waiting For The Rain

  1. Great blog, i just came across it, did you do the banner design yourself? It’s amazing, anyway, i noticed you posted some Misty Edwards song lyrics i like her stuff alot, its beautiful, so i set up a site with as many of her lyrics as i can find!

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