Fushias and rain; sounds like a the name of a painting. Alternative; Deluge and tarmac. I guess you could all come up with a different title. The scene was captured a few moments ago.
So what is to be said? To be perfectly honest, we have had little rain here on the east coast for some weeks; Helen and I only commented yesterday, how dry everything was. Be careful what you wish for, as they say!
It just reminds me of the times in my life when I have felt ‘parched’, yearning for refreshing, and struggling with the challenges of the moment. We probably all have mechanisms to deal with these events, which are unique to each.
I have always found that these moments are often the prequel to change or a new perspective. Simply put, I think these are signs of the movement of God’s Spirit within us. Here is a reflection from the opening of Psalm 63; ‘O God, You are my God; I shall seek You earnestly; My soul thirsts for You, my flesh yearns for You, In a dry and weary land where there is no water.’
A simple reflection on a life situation for one individual. Fushias and rain speak of hope and growth. The Psalmist gets himself to the point where he has to make a step himself; from inner resources, no matter how meager they are. Even in a dry and weary land where there seems no hope or chance of growth.
But this is the place where amazingly we can start! In the seemingly barren moments we can see or hear the imperceptible hint of God’s presence which opens up new possibilities, one small step at a time. Dare we take that step and enjoy the fuschias and feel the rain?!
Musings 