… He makes His sun rise on the evil and on the good, and sends rain on the just and on the unjust. Matthew 5:45 (New King James Version)

Listen to Sun Showers – He Said

It’s been raining sunshine for almost a month now. The grass is brown—pool bunnies, too. When my wife comes home from work, she complains to (and blames) me that the house is hot. (Though I can’t change the oil in the car or put air in the tires, she thinks I have the power to move planets and regulate the atmosphere.) It’s hot and getting hotter.

Our neighbor’s field of crabgrass suffers the same as my carpeted lawn. Weeds and bent grass bake. Oh Lord, send rain.

I received this email today: “I’m really in need of prayer right now. Received our tax bill today. $2394. Got another bill for $990. Not sure where the money will come from.” Last night I spoke with a friend on the phone. “If I don’t find work by the first of August, we might lose the house.” Oh Lord, send provision.

A friend has cancer, an aunt dementia, and my mom checks into the hospital next week to get her heart tweaked. (She wishes her son would get his heart tweaked and call more often.) Oh Lord, send healing.

Are they good or evil, Lord? I don’t know. But you’ve promised to send rain on the just and unjust so, just this once, can you send your refreshing blessings on all those who are parched, perishing, and perplexed by the unending heat of life?

You promise your Son will rise and rule over the evil and the good. I pray it will be so. But until then, it would be good if we could have some relief from our hurts, hopelessness, and this hellish heat.

Please? Won’t you hear our cry? Rain on us. Reign over us. Shower us with your tears.