Rain falling, falling, falling

A morning conversation with God

Rain falling, falling, falling.

As I try to wring out the words, gentle drops begin to fall.

I hear them, "pitter, patter", as they talk to me like a mic check on the skylight above me. "Testing 1, 2, 3. Can you hear me?"

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(photo by Andrew E. Larsen)

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God here. Let me soothe your heart. I know it aches to hold the mother who grieves and rocks her frozen babe. I see her too, and my heart is broken with yours.

Me here, God. Would you please go gentle with the rain there? The flooding in the tents is not helping. Maybe purify each drop after it cleans the toxic air they breathe in? They might even have something clean to drink, a first in a very long time. I'd really like that, and I'm sure they would too. They might even dance in the street, braving the drones, I dare say.

Yes, I am sure they would. I love how they dance, too. Isn't it so brave and glorious? It reminds me of that wedding last year when I did some fun things to the water. Well, last year for me, that is. We were living under occupation too. And we found every reason to love and to dance in spite of it.

Touche. I forgot about that occupation. It's not always the focus of that story. The wine and dancing, yes, even the fact that you cared about their joy enough to come out earlier than you planned. That's what I remember. That you danced to celebrate and to resist with them, well, that kind of makes me want to do the Dabke in my living room here. Thank you for that.

Habibti, it's not over. I see them. I see you.

Well, can I just say that it feels like you've been a bit of a bystander lately? I mean, there's a lot of your people who are dancing with delight because of... well, they think you are behind all this. And the suffering... I just can't anymore! This loving business is so hard when you see what is being done. And, in YOUR name!! What do you have to say about that?

Thank you for asking that question. Because I have already said a lot about that. Heck, there are a lot of red letters, a cross, even my Spirit-wind has never stopped speaking. But it appears there is a sidewind that feels more comfortable, easier sailing. And the cross? Well, you know they have a penchant for idols and sacrifices. The stench up here is pretty awful these days. Admittedly, some who have ears have listened, but the wolves have put sound-canceling headphones on my sheep, and they no longer hear my voice, just theirs. But I still love them, so deeply, and I'll continue to leave the 99 for the 1. Speaking of the 99 and the 1... I need you to keep your eyes on the prize. Each 1 is worth it. Don't stop.

I know, I know. I'm trying all the different tools in my toolkit. I keep shining the flashlight on the darkness, hoping to expose the wolves and their deeds. I've been trying to remind them of those red letters, and the original meaning of the old rugged cross. Even thought of writing on the difference between the tree of knowledge of good and evil and the tree of life and how we can discern the fruits of each - fear and shame vs love and all that. But who will even read that? I just want to cry. I don't know what to do!

Wow, child, you certainly complicate things sometimes, don't you? Why don't you just talk about Love and how it is the centrality of my message? And the practice of testing the fruit is pretty solid, too. I know it's not sexy or super intellectual but just remind them that I care about them too, and their fears of being wrong about what shepherds they are following. Some will hear, but you may not always know that. We've got their back, right? You and me, kid, we can do this. Just be Love. That's the light on the hill you read about in the red letters. It's like a neon sign that says, "all are welcome here".

Okay now, you know that language will freak them out. "You are loved" is probably better. Or maybe I’ll just tell them not to shoot the messenger. 😜

Just thought I'd give you a little laugh, habibti. You needed it today. Love you.

Love you too. Thank you for the hug and the talk. I really did need it today. 💕