Saturation

Rain.  I wish I could soak up healing like the ground soaks up the rain. The rain, it was coming down in sheets.  Like it couldn't reach the ground fast enough. As if it knew that the quicker it fell, the more satisfied the soil.  Saturation and then the runoff.  Puddles holding the reservoir so the process can slow down...absorb for deep saturation.

Some days the slow process of healing feels like a light rain.  Falling so gently it causes you to look up to see what just landed on your cheek. 

The promise of spring is upon us.  Promise.  Hope for newly sprouted grass while geese frolicking in the field and the first sign of crocus.  The promise of spring.  Baseball games in a snowy spring day and more sunshine.  A wind that cools the sunshine and crisp morning air. The promise of spring.

Makes me think of God's promises.  To know what His word says about his promises.  Promises that can be stood upon and soaked up to heal the inner core of your soul. 

 

"Let us hold fast the confession of our hope without

wavering for He who promised is faithful" 

Hebrews 10:23