We've been so long with out rain now, that I've actually lost count the number of days it's been dry...add extremely hot and over-the-top humid, which has made a melting summer so far.
However...as I sit here typing this post, just after one a.m., there is a faintly familiar sound outside my window. Thunder (accompanied by some lightening of course) and rain...yay! Oh, how sweet the sound! I just think of how parched the ground and all that grows from it must have been, not having the water needed to thrive. And how satisfying it would be now to have a little of that thirst quenched - if only for a brief period of time.
I stood at the open window, the breeze more on the cool side now, I watched as the rain began. Just a little bit at first. Then it was like God turned the faucet completely open! As I gazed down at my backyard I saw the parallel...something just hasn't been right with me lately, and the rain - God's rain - has brought to my attention what is off. I've been the thirsty ground. Although I'm not without God, my thirst hasn't truly been quenched in quite some time I'm afraid. I begin to wonder if anyone else ever feels like that? I'm most certain I'm not alone here though.
Sure I've had a little sprinkling, and I remain in Him knowing my identity is in Him and Him alone, but there's just nothing like a downpour!. I'm craving a downpour for this 'dry and weary land', because there can be so much more produced with His rain!
Oh Lord I pray that you would bring about a spiritual downpour on me, and on all those who long to once again (or for the first time) experience what it's like to be completely drenched in all that You have and all that You are! Bring the rain Jesus, that we may produce good fruit in Your name. So that ALL may see Your love, mercy and grace by the way we live our lives and that the good fruit we do produce, is a result of us abiding in You, and You abiding in us!
Bring the rain Christ Jesus!
Until next time,
'K'
Monday, July 23, 2012
Thursday, July 5, 2012
"Fireworks...Memories...and Hope"
Canada is another year older now, as we celebrated her 145th birthday on Sunday! It was a beautiful day full of sunshine and fun. Many memories were made. And of course it was all wrapped up with our City fireworks! A fine day all around!
As I began thinking about celebrating another Canada Day, I was taken back to the many I've celebrated over the years. The memories from childhood pretty much run all together; sitting down by the water with my brother, sister, Mom and Dad (sometimes in our old brown Monty Carlo if weather wasn't the best) and waiting what seemed like forever for the fireworks to begin! We always 'ooo-ed and awww-ed' as the grand display lite up the sky. And if we were in the car, horn honking was always a must at the one's we thought were the best; and after they were all done as well!
Moving into teenage years, I remember going with a bunch of friends to sit down by the rocks at the waters edge on the other side of the harbor to watch them. Although, now that I think of it, it seemed to be more about who you were sitting beside that mattered more than actually watching the fireworks! Silly it seems now, but so vitally important at the time!
As I came into adulthood, I was married at 20, and continued to keep up the tradition of making our way to watch the fireworks wherever we happened to be for Canada Day. It's odd, but I don't really recall many of those handful of years sticking out. Not until the next stage...
When I became a Mom, I knew I wanted to make it an annual outing and take my child(ren) to watch the fireworks so hopefully they would have great memories of it also. Since my son was born in August, he was about 11 months old when he saw his first display! I remember it like it was yesterday...we lived out in the country at the time, so we took him to a near by little dot on the map for theirs. We drove to the top of one of the largest hills in the area and sat there with him while the fireworks showed their colors. He really had no clue what was going on, and in reality, probably only saw a few of them - phasing him in no way, shape or form! But it was important to begin that tradition with my family.
As time moved on, our family dynamics changed. Yet I still make Canada Day fireworks as much of a tradition as I can, by taking them each year they are with me on that holiday.
This brings us to present day. Continuing on the best I can with the circumstances given. I do look forward to each year that we come upon with hope. Hope for many more years with my kids to share in something as simple as celebrating our country's birthday. And hope for the specific things we pray for to come about in our future as a family.
This I know, with every passing birthday, be it a friend, family member or our country's, it's a gentle reminder that time passes quickly! I am aware of it when I simply look at my kids and wonder 'how have they gotten so big??!'. So let's try to remember to live each day to the fullest...regardless of things not following our agenda. Go with the flow when things don't run according to plan...it just might be something that blesses you (or better yet - someone else!), had it not happened the blessing would have been missed!
Onward and forward to another year Canada!
Until next time,
'K'
As I began thinking about celebrating another Canada Day, I was taken back to the many I've celebrated over the years. The memories from childhood pretty much run all together; sitting down by the water with my brother, sister, Mom and Dad (sometimes in our old brown Monty Carlo if weather wasn't the best) and waiting what seemed like forever for the fireworks to begin! We always 'ooo-ed and awww-ed' as the grand display lite up the sky. And if we were in the car, horn honking was always a must at the one's we thought were the best; and after they were all done as well!
Moving into teenage years, I remember going with a bunch of friends to sit down by the rocks at the waters edge on the other side of the harbor to watch them. Although, now that I think of it, it seemed to be more about who you were sitting beside that mattered more than actually watching the fireworks! Silly it seems now, but so vitally important at the time!
As I came into adulthood, I was married at 20, and continued to keep up the tradition of making our way to watch the fireworks wherever we happened to be for Canada Day. It's odd, but I don't really recall many of those handful of years sticking out. Not until the next stage...
When I became a Mom, I knew I wanted to make it an annual outing and take my child(ren) to watch the fireworks so hopefully they would have great memories of it also. Since my son was born in August, he was about 11 months old when he saw his first display! I remember it like it was yesterday...we lived out in the country at the time, so we took him to a near by little dot on the map for theirs. We drove to the top of one of the largest hills in the area and sat there with him while the fireworks showed their colors. He really had no clue what was going on, and in reality, probably only saw a few of them - phasing him in no way, shape or form! But it was important to begin that tradition with my family.
As time moved on, our family dynamics changed. Yet I still make Canada Day fireworks as much of a tradition as I can, by taking them each year they are with me on that holiday.
This brings us to present day. Continuing on the best I can with the circumstances given. I do look forward to each year that we come upon with hope. Hope for many more years with my kids to share in something as simple as celebrating our country's birthday. And hope for the specific things we pray for to come about in our future as a family.
This I know, with every passing birthday, be it a friend, family member or our country's, it's a gentle reminder that time passes quickly! I am aware of it when I simply look at my kids and wonder 'how have they gotten so big??!'. So let's try to remember to live each day to the fullest...regardless of things not following our agenda. Go with the flow when things don't run according to plan...it just might be something that blesses you (or better yet - someone else!), had it not happened the blessing would have been missed!
Onward and forward to another year Canada!
Until next time,
'K'
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