Come water come

I'm watching the morning news and they mention we are in the path of rain once again. I look out my window to the back yard. It's still a bit of a swamp. Don't need it. Not part of my plan. Perhaps a bit much.

Yet I trust. I trust God's timing, I trust who He is and how he has organized things to be. He is the Living Water. He fills the soul that thirsts. He quenches our every need. I trust.

I need water, but do I always want it? That is the real question. To all of us. We need Him, but do we always want what He wants.

So, OK, whatever happens. Come water come.