Generation after generation stands in awe of your work; each one tells stories of your mighty acts.
One night last week it rained a lot at our house. When I got up the next morning, I noticed that I had left a pile of books outside on our covered patio, they were topped with my Bible. The wind had blown the rain over the table that my books rested on, and three of my books were completely drenched, as if they had been immersed in a tub of water. My Bible, on the other hand was not wet! I brought all my books inside, dabbed them with a dry cloth and stood them up as best as I could to begin the drying process. One of the books lost its cover, and all of them became shriveled and wrinkled. It was an interesting process to me to watch them dry, and to notice how long it took for them to get there. It reminded me of life.
We all experience periods of time, some much longer than others, where the rain comes down and changes everything in our lives.Sometimes it takes a long time to recover, and when we have, the process still changed us forever. My books look like a piece of intriguing art after the rain. They are still totally readable, but not at all flat. They have many interesting creases and crinkles. Even though they were new books, they look like antique books now. This is how it works, as the rain pours down on our lives we develop new creases. We aren't destroyed, but instead we become more interesting. The entire time, even when we don't recognize it, we are still being covered and protected by our Father. His spoken word over us keeps us from total destruction, but grows us into someone new.
May each of your creases be blessed today and as you grow and learn, keep in mind that God will move through the process with you.