The Lord will open the heavens, the storehouse of his bounty, to send rain on your land in season and to bless all the work of your hands. NIV
How often do we think about rain as being a blessing? Since I don’t live in an agrarian society, my answer is, “not often.”
I am more prone to think of it as an annoyance or inconvenience, “Where is my umbrella?” or “If it would just rain, I wouldn’t have to water the azaleas.”
Either way, I take it for granted. It will rain. Rain is an inescapable fact of life.
But, it’s not.
I know this intellectually. I have a good friend who works in this field, and he and his colleagues are painfully aware of the tenuous existence of this, “fact of life.”
This verse says rain is a blessing from God’s storehouse. He will provide it.
At first, I thought of God having a storehouse of rain, which He well could, but, then I thought about a storehouse of a whole variety of blessings. I love that.
He will open the storehouse of his blessings … they’re all there … stored up for us … waiting for the time when He will bestow them.
I want to be worthy of those blessings. I want to be an obedient servant.
That’s what I’ll think about today.