Monday, May 19, 2014

the rain.

Dad always told me that the most dangerous time to drive is when it first starts raining. Then he'd always ask my why. I would repeat back to him what I had heard him say so many times before. The dirt, smut, and oil that has been packed down over time, rises to the surface of the water until enough rain can carry it away for good. In the meantime, the roads are slick and unpredictable. 

Rain. The source of relief, refreshment, and renewal. 
Our rainy season is finally starting in Mexico City, but just as it pulls down the smog, it draws up from the ground months of grime and streams of trash to wade through on sidewalks and street curbs. For a time, it's dark and messy. But as the steady rains return, day after day, a deep clean is not far behind. By the end of the season, the city has new life.

As I watch this slow transformation, I can't help but see the way it mirrors my own heart: the way that I'm in need of rain. In need of a deep clean. And the painful opportunity to sort through everything that makes its way to the surface.  

At the foot of the smoking volcano, Popocateptl. 

Like Dad said, the beginning is the worst part, but if you stick around long enough to see it through, the rain always cleanses. 


So come, Jesus. Come like the rain. 


Let us know; let us press on to know the LORD; his going out is sure as the dawn; he will come to us as the showers, as the spring rains that water the earth.”
-Hosea 6:3


  1. Ummm! So how long will the rainy season last? Should I pack an umbrella for the last week in July? Will that effect the retreat that's planned? Must be flexible! :-)

    1. hey bill! It wouldn't surprise me if we had some afternoon rains while you all are here! I'd pack an umbrella just in case, but wherever the camp ends up, we'll have access to indoor space, so it shouldn't change anything too much! thanks for your flexibility :)