Today, Annie and I walked past the nearly empty North River into a field. And it was full of beautiful Queen Anne's Lace. Despite a week of temperatures over 100, despite weeks of no rain, despite the ground that is cracked and dry, they waved lacey, white heads above the meadow, gracing it with their beauty.
Sometimes I have a drought in my spiritual life. It may be my fault; I haven't been reading God's word or spending time in prayer with Him. It may not be. Sometimes we just go through times when God seems distant.
Those are times when we have a choice. We can shrivel and wilt and droop, or we can be Queen Anne's Lace, blooming in spite of our feelings.
God is unchanging. His love, His faithfullness, His mercies never fail. When our circumstances cause us to feel dry, let's continue to bloom for Him.
Revelation 22:17 Let the one who is thirsty come; let the one who wishes take the water of life without cost.