Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Water from Rocks

This morning Psalm 78 reminded me of God's power. Verses 15 and 16, remembering the Israelites' exodus from slavery in Egypt to freedom in the promised land, are: He split the rocks in the desert and gave them water as abundant as the seas; he brought streams out of a rocky crag and made water flow down like rivers. 

First observation: For His chosen people, He didn't just produce a stingy trickle or a puny, stagnant, puddly oasis in the desert. Think tumbling waterfalls. Think babbling brooks. Think swirling streams. God provided generously, lavishly. Think how much compassion He must have had for the thirst of His people.

Second observation: I have relationships and goals that feel very rocklike. People I long to be able to connect hearts with who remain stone statues after years of my prayers to God to soften their hearts. Dreams I need God's help to realize, but doors remain solidly shut. I can have faith that God's mercy for my thirst is generous. Someday I hope to get splashed by some major waterfalls, but in the meantime, I have the promise of God's faithful compassion and provision.

How about you? Any rocks you'd like to see split open?

1 comment:

tandemingtroll said...

I feel like my brother is a rock. He is eight years younger than I am and he has a quiet personality. However, that partly might be my problem. I am a talker by nature and talkers make bad listeners. It is something God is trying to change in me, if I would just listen ;-).