"Do any of the worthless idols of the nations bring rain? Do the skies themselves send down showers? No,
it is you, O LORD our God. Therefore our hope is in you, for you are the one
who does all this.” Jeremiah 14:22
The clip from the movie Forrest Gump that I posted really makes me laugh because I can feel his pain (at least about the rain). It rains nearly everyday here in Auckland. I have been through the sprinkle, the drizzle, the mist, the downpour, and the storm. I have seen storms come in that blackout the sun and I have seen it rain with the sun shining and not a cloud in sight. I think it rains so much in Auckland even the plants have had enough and are wanting a break.
I will have to admit, I am not a big fan of the rain. The one redeeming quality of it raining so much in Auckland is found in this verse from Jeremiah. "Who sends the rain?" the prophet is essentially asking. Can we make it rain? Can we will it to rain? Can we control even one drop that hits the ground? The answer of course is a resounding "No!" God is the one who sends the rain.
Every time it rains here in Auckland, the one thing that I love about it, is that it reminds me that I am not in control. Don't we all need to be reminded of that every once in a while? I am not the master of my destiny. I am not the captain of my soul. I am not the Alpha or Omega, the beginning and end. The world doesn't revolve around me. Me, myself and I are not the end all be all to what life is all about. I don't know about you but I tend to forget that very elementary principle of the Christian faith quite often.
So...in front of you, the world and God Almighty I want to publicly acknowledge and praise God for the rain, because through it I am reminded of my proper place and the supportive role that I play in God's Master design.
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