James 5:7 ~
Dear brothers and sisters, be patient as you wait for the Lord’s return. Consider the farmers who patiently wait for the rains in the fall and in the spring. They eagerly look for the valuable harvest to ripen.
This past season, on our farm calendar, we waited and we waited and then we waited some more. The clouds stayed dry as they drifted over and fall rolled into winter and winter to spring with hardly a sprinkle.
But here’s the thing.
Wheat still grows even though it struggles.
Dry seasons never last forever.
Rains come in the patient and the impatient waiting.
Expectant hope builds faith and trust.
As long as the earth remaineth, seed time and harvest, summer and winter.
Disappointments will fade.
Awards and accomplishments fade too.
Refreshing will come.
Our faithful God takes care of us.
When I keep looking to the skies, and the clouds or the answers aren’t coming, when the dry and parched feels like it’s permeating my bones, when it feels like I must hunker low to keep life from hitting so hard, He is not unaware.
In a desert land He found him, in a barren and howling waste. He shielded him and cared for him; He guarded him as the apple of his eye, like an eagle that stirs up its nest and hovers over its young, that spreads its wings to catch them and carries them on its pinions.
My eyes ran over these words on my Bible page and I was captured by the beauty and strength and imagery in them.
Shielded. Cared for. Guarded. Hovered around. Caught and carried.
All together they spell L O V E D.
May your heart be hugged by the Father in heaven today! He’s holding us.