Today started with rain and will end shortly with rain. This is nothing new for Auckland, New Zealand, and usually is of little surprise. But today was a day of destruction. Firstly, Lynda came out of a public building to find her car up to its windows in flood waters, and secondly, our basement was flooded.
Of course, when giving thanks for our dinner, I thanked the Lord for the rain and proceeded to ask the Lord to bless those who have problems that will not be as easily forgotten as mine. I know that these are easy words to say before the real extent of the problems face us in tomorrow’s light; water damage doesn’t disappear with the rain.
However, if I’m going to seek blessings from the Lord, may they first go to those who struggle with chronic pain, difficult relationships, those needing to be saved, those needing food and shelter, and those in need of lifegiving rain.
The Prophet Habakkuk said it for all of us:
Though the fig tree does not bud
and there are no grapes on the vines,
though the olive crop fails
and the fields produce no food,
though there are no sheep in the pen
and no cattle in the stalls,
yet I will rejoice in the LORD,
I will be joyful in God my Saviour.
The Sovereign Lord is my strength;
he makes my feet like the feet of a deer,
he enables me to tread on the heights.