A seed will lie dormant for seasons, waiting for the right conditions for it to germinate and send it’s tender shoots heavenward.

It may seem dead.  It may have been forgotten.  Heat and drought may scorch the land.  Brown may cover the landscape.  But it lies, waiting.

The winter rains will return.

He promises to one day make rivers flow on barren heights, and springs within the valleys.  He promises to turn the desert into pools of water, and the parched ground into springs. (see Isaiah 41:18)

Refreshing, earth-drenching, life-giving rain.  Like wells of living water, springing forth, bringing forth, calling forth.

And, as if by some mysterious magic deep within the earth itself, the seed, hearing the call from heaven, begins it’s life.

Brown will no longer cover the landscape.
Instead, the world will explode in splendor and color.
Ah Solomon. You were never dressed in this kind of glory.

The desert and the parched land will be glad; the wilderness will rejoice and blossom.
Like the crocus, it will burst into bloom; it will rejoice greatly and shout for joy.
(See Isaiah 35:1-2)

It is amazing what a little rain will do for the land.
It is amazing what the Living Water will do for the soul.

For whoever drinks the water that He gives, will never thirst.  Indeed, the water He gives will become a spring of water welling up to eternal life.  (See John 4:13)

Has your soul received rain lately?  Is it parched and dry, brown and lifeless?
Or is it receiving a steady supply of Living Water, bringing life and joy and color?

It is amazing what a little rain will do.

Bloom

Parched