Parents and poets and preachers have the same hope and dream. Nothing sweeter than hungry minds feasting on your words - that’s why we talk and write.
Moses was a teacher. He spent a lifetime walking with God – decades beyond his burning bush experience – not just talking his faith, but living it, modeling it in the rough and tumble of unfolding history. Now as a farewell gift to his people he wrote a song - Deuteronomy 32 - about the timeless ways and love of God.
Falling Rain |
Let my teaching fall like rain
and my words descend like dew,
like showers on new grass,
like abundant rain on tender plants.
Deuteronomy 32:2
We wonder . . . how ancient words can transcend history and cultures to impact the modern world. But think about the rich metaphor of "rain"! Today’s rain or snow is the same water that has fallen since the Earth began. Across continents and down through history, each new year brings new crops to birth. Rain nourishes seedlings into forests century after century – the same old rain, the grass and trees ever-new.
As I write today, 5,000 young Christian leaders from 200 nations are gathering in Capetown South Africa.
For ten days they’ll be confronting critical issues of today’s world - poverty, disease, commerce, the environment, world religions, etc., especially as they relate to the Church being God’s agent of transformation in the 21st century. And guiding their reflections, their prayers and strategic discussions will be the ancient life-giving rainfall words of Jesus, the Great Teacher.
God and rain do not grow old. Jesus Christ is alive and ever-fresh. His truth is current to every generation, a life-giving antidote to every form of death, everything that defaces God's work in us and around us. It is for us to welcome it into our lives as eagerly as we imagine seedlings drinking in the rain.
“Word of God, speak; Let it pour down like rain . . . ” (Mercy Me)
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