I saw a friend’s Facebook post this week that said, “I’M. SO. OVER. THIS WEATHER.” Yeah, that pretty much sums it up—at least for those of us in the Kansas City area. A few of my friends have been bailing water out of their basements due to the crazy amounts of rain lately. It sort of makes you want to sing that old nursery rhyme, “Rain, rain, go away, come again some other day.”
Just for fun, I Googled how many songs there were about rain. Some websites say there are at least 700, some say over 1000. Whew…that’s a lot! Why do you suppose rain is such a popular subject to sing about?
If we gathered intel about rain solely from listening to music, we’d find out from The Carpenters that Rainy Days and Mondays always get you down. We’d learn from Gene Kelly that Singin’ in the Rain is actually quite joyful. We might ask questions like Creedence Clearwater Revival—Have You Ever Seen the Rain? and Who’ll Stop the Rain? If we believed everything we heard on the radio, we’d be convinced rain has a specific color, place, and time (Purple Rain, Kentucky Rain, November Rain). Then there’s the infamous Milli Vanilli who insists whatever happens we shouldn’t blame ourselves, we should Blame it on the Rain.
Rain. Sometimes we pray for it to come. Sometimes we rejoice when it ceases. Rain. Sometimes we sing in it. Sometimes it brings peaceful sleep. Sometimes we fear it and want it to stop. Rain.
When we consider its qualities, rain saturates the dryness. It invades the cracks and crevasses so they can naturally mend themselves. It washes away dirt and grime. It provides nourishment. Because of it, things grow. Without it, things wither.
Just like the Earth needs rain, we too need a little rain now and then. You know, rain—hard stuff, difficult situations, challenges, struggles, cloudy emotional days, storms of life, less-than-pleasant circumstances. Here’s the thing…there is no growth without struggle. The old adage is sometimes true: “No pain, no gain.” You see, much like the rain that falls from the sky, the “rain” in our lives saturates our dryness. It invades our cracks and crevasses, and washes away our ugly, sinful “dirt and grime.” Even though the thought might be hard to embrace, the tough stuff of life does provide nourishment. We need its cleansing and nurturing power. God, in His perfect plan and perfect timing, uses these times to accomplish His purposes in us and through us. Because of the rain, we grow. Without it, perhaps we wither.
Just like the old hymn Victory in Jesus says, “He plunged me to victory, beneath the cleansing flood.” Beneath (or perhaps beyond) the cleansing flood of the rain in our lives, we do experience victory. Be assured of this and walk in victory today!