Who knew that water could mean so much and even the smallest amount could make the biggest difference. Clean or dirty water..you can still get washed by His love.
Water has been so much apart of the past two weeks. Dancing in the rain, swimming in the Beni River, searching for clean drinking water, washing off the walls we were going to paint, riding in a Peakay, and of course acting like a five year old and jumping in puddles! No ones ever too old to do that!
On Wednesday we were carrying sand up steps that made you want to collapse with sweat dripping from our bodies. We prayed God would send rain because it was so humid and hot. Well hey thanks Jesus! He did! He let it rain more than once that day! We started singing the song by Needtobreathe Washed By The Water and it hit me…
Even when the the rain falls and the storms come..I won’t fall! This is the month that God is washing me! He is making me NEW! He is cleaning me and making me pure! He is teaching me what grace looks like in the midst of frustration and replacing it with His love. He is teaching me to sit in my brokenness and grasp the goodness that comes from Him! Even if I have the hardest day and lack energy from every level and my joy is slipping away..He brings the rain and says let’s start over, I’m still here! I’ll give you what you need, just ask me!
So today, I am looking for the water and seeing what He needs to wash away to make me more like Him!
