There had been no rain for weeks; small plants were dying, the larger ones wilting. Farmers were becoming desperate. Even the birds seemed lethargic.
Then it happened. At first isolated spots of rain fell, then more which joined up the splashes on the ground. This became a steady downpour as dry soil soaked up the moisture. Plants drank up the rain and vibrant colours returned. The rivulets of water became waterfalls. Even the birds began to sing their hearts out in gratitude.
I thought of our Christian lives. We live in a spiritually dry and thirsty world and God sends mercy drops, which turn into showers of blessings. We are refreshed, revived and replenished.