Psalm 126 (the message)
“It seemed like a dream, too good to be true, when God returned Zion’s exiles. We laughed, we sang, we couldn’t believe our good fortune.
We were the talk of the nations–“God was wonderful to them!”
God was wonderful to us; we are one happy people!
And now, God, do it again–bring rains to our drought-stricken lives
So those who planted their crops in despair will shout hurrahs at the harvest, so those who went off with heavy hearts will come home laughing, with armloads of blessing.”
Have you ever been in exile? Ever woke up and found yourself in someone else’s life? Looked at your circumstances or maybe the string of choices you had made and thought “Who is this person? This isn’t what I planned. This isn’t what I had in mind and certainly not what I dreamed of.”
I have. There was a time when I found myself living a drought-stricken life. See, if you have ever known Jesus, felt His presence even as a child, and you drift (or run!) away from Him you will eventually find yourself in the desert living a drought-stricken life. If you are in the desert then you are planting your crops “in despair” because not much grows in the desert. Eventually your heart will grow heavy with the burden of trying to grow happiness in your life and seeing no lasting result. It takes good soil and rain for crops to grow…in our spiritual life it takes the soil of a willing heart and the rain of God’s presence for His fruit to grow…love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, gentleness and self-control. If you find yourself in the desert, heart heavy or hard, crusty from time without His rain….in exile….let God’s love rain down in your life. He doesn’t want you to live in exile…it’s not your punishment. We can always make a new choice and He longs to return you to the harvest of peace and purpose He planned for you from your conception. No matter how long you have been away with a heavy heart you can “come home laughing, with armloads of blessing.” Here at Easter, in the season of New Beginnings, choose to stop toiling for happiness and fulfillment in the desert…it will not grow there. Turn your palms up, and let His rain nourish your soul, drop by precious drop.