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.
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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 ;-).
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