The Reinvention project-day 23

All around, the barren land screamed to heaven for deliverance.
Waves upon waves of agitating heat rose from the asphalt like putrid incense
Corn stalks, once flourishing, drew roots downward to the earth in search for moisture, leaves like arms begging to mother for a cup
Wasps, bees and hornets robbed the birds of water for their daily bath, huddling together to corroborate mock domination
Flowers, wilted, browned and parched, bowed their heads as if on their knees in prayer
Taking refuge beneath shady evergreens and overgrown brush were feral cats, squirrels and other crawling creatures seeking shelter from the relentless sun

Tempers flared, farmers worried, families escaped to malls and theaters, construction workers struggled to stand for yet another unbearable day of soaking humidity and sweltering heat

And then, the skies, as if preparing to give birth, moaned and wailed, offering crescendos of thunder and the brilliance of lightening.

Finally, the skies broke forth and the water flowed in abundance, soaking the planet.

Quiet whispers emanated from the earth to the Lord above……thank you for this gift.

As if the rain were the fountain of youth, the flowers quickly offer thanks by restoring their primal elegance

Philippians 4:19But my God shall supply all your need according to his riches in glory by Christ Jesus.

Matthew 7:11If ye then, being evil, know how to give good gifts unto your children, how much more shall your Father which is in heaven give good things to them that ask him?

 We need not worry, for He is in control–thanks be to God

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