Like A Flood

As I write this, it’s raining outside. I’m a born and raised Arizona girl and when it rains in Phoenix, it’s an event! Local news reporters are dispatched to show us flooded streets, downed trees, and accidents. Residents of every neighborhood take to social media to report, “We’re getting rain here!” I do it too. It’s an Arizona rite of passage. 

Transplant residents who come from cities where inclement weather is part of everyday life must get a kick out of it all.

In today’s case, this is the first rain in 50 days for the city, and a welcomed sight after a non-existent 2019 monsoon season. 

Dry spells are rough. The air is dirty. The vegetation is parched. Our lungs and sinus cavities are working overtime to keep the junk out of our bodies. 

Rain is so refreshing. It heals the land. It soothes the souls of residents. 

As humans, we have dry spells in our lives. Going through trials can feel like a city going without rain. We feel neglected by God. We crave nourishment in the form of answers to prayer. But instead, we feel stuck in a stale and bitter place. 

But when that prayer is answered, when that long period of waiting is over, and you feel His love and provision rain down on you, do you celebrate it? Just as Phoenicians celebrate rain, we need to celebrate those moments when we see His work in our lives. 

There’s a song called There Is A Cloud by Elevation Worship that says, “Like a flood, like a flood, we receive Your love when You come!” 

When God answers prayers, let’s celebrate it like we do rainstorms! Let the Holy Spirit wash over you and proclaim God’s goodness to anyone who will listen. 

Enjoy the rain!

Jennifer

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Author: Jennifer Followwill

Jennifer Followwill began attending Vineyard about 5 years ago. She served at the Food Bank for several years and she loves her small group. She works full-time at Arizona State University's West Campus and teaches aerobics twice a week at Glendale Jazzercise. When she's not working, she loves to be the best aunt ever to her two teenage nephews, cheer on the Diamondbacks, hike, nap, and binge-watch TV shows.

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