Between the Rain


Seven months into our church plant and we continue to be extremely blessed. We have an amazing group of people. We have strong leaders that show up every Sunday morning when dew is still on the ground to help us get ready and a whole bunch of servants that flood the theater hallway at around 11:40 to clean up. Those of us watching the movie times at Regal on Sunday will get that. We also have several families that feel called to help the vision throughout the week. We are very blessed, but I would be lying if I said we didn’t all grow weary at times. There have been many Sunday mornings that, like I often say to my children, “Someone woke up on the grumpy side of the bed.” We have all felt the sting of routine more than once, and I am the chief of all sinners.


Lately, I have been camping around the warm light of Galatians 6:9, “Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.” I’ve pitched a tent and I’ve been challenged by the need to rough it. Routine and the constancy of it can make me feel like I’m living in the haze that follows a chocolate, marshmallow, and graham cracker sugar high. I am reminded that the majority of life seems to be spent in-between the reaping, in the not growing weary, in the doing good, and in the not giving up.


Deuteronomy 11:15 in the Message says that God will “take charge of sending the rain at the right time, both autumn and spring rains…” In Israel, there are about six months of the year that go without rain. During these seasons, the land is dry and parched. God is in the rain, but He’s also in-between the raindrops. We are told in His Word to “live in his presence in holy reverence, follow the road he sets out for [us], love him, serve God, [our] God, with everything [we] have in [us], obey the commandments and regulations of God that I’m commanding [us] today—live a good life” (Deuteronomy 10:12-13 Message). “A good life” is not just marked by abundance and ease. It is in following “the road He sets out” no matter the season.


When I grow weary, I wonder if my good works matter. I compare and contemplate giving up. In those weak moments, God’s convicting power reminds me that my works are my “holy reverence” to Him. They shouldn’t to be dependent on how I feel or what the climate of my life is at the moment. I don’t obey and love just for the harvest. I love because He first loved me. It is my service to Him…my holy act of worship. If I do what I am called to: continuing to do good out of love even when I see no results, then God will do what only He can do: bring a harvest.


In the seasons between the rains, I have to fix my eyes on God and not my surroundings. First Samuel 12:21 in the Message warns us not to “chase after ghost-gods.” When in the desert seasons of life, often we focus on vain imaginations…ghost-gods...things that aren’t real. God’s Word is truth and completely trustworthy. In that same chapter, Samuel tells the Israelites, “I’m staying right here at my post praying for you and teaching you the good and right way to live” (vs.23). I believe that is our prescription in the waiting. God is telling us over and over (if you don’t mind my paraphrase), “There will be a lot of waiting. There will be many things that don’t look right, but I will come through for you. What you cannot see is more real than what you can.” He is still here in the waiting, changing the atmosphere even when the forecast stays the same.

 

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