But what was significant about last night wasnt the rain, but the wind. When i was walking home i was like, "whao didn't know leaves flew so far"... it was pretty scary in a sense so i walked faster and faster and overtook the couple walking in front of me. Haha, if you think i was overreacting, hey, at was after all 11.30pm already and i was alone k. :)
But you see, with the rain comes the wind first.
Before you recieve that water - that dash of life - there's going to be the wind. That blows strong. That sounds so powerful. The wind is only representative of the strength of the rain that is going to come next. If you want some strong rain and the life that comes with it, you'd better be ready also for the wind, the stirring, the dashing and the shaking.
The wind's coming anytime soon... i'm feeling it already... a bit of trepidation, a bit of fear.
But i know the rain's coming soon thereafter. The hope, the love, the faith, the joy, the peace. :)
Yes, i am longing for the time when God answers not cos we're feeling so guilty and dry that we're praying and shouting and nothing's happening, but God answers cos we're drenched in His presence and no matter how far away we were, we know when we return, God comes in immediately as well. :)
The stirring and shaking, is preparation, not to return to a vague past, but a certain future. :)
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