“O Lord, how manifold are your works!
In wisdom have you made them all;
the earth is full of your creatures.
When you send forth your Spirit, they are created,
and you renew the face of the ground.”
“You make the going out of the morning and the evening to shout for joy.
You visit the earth and water it;
you greatly enrich it;
the river of God is full of water;
you provide their grain,
for so you have prepared it.
You water its furrows abundantly,
settling its ridges,
softening it with showers,
and blessing its growth.
You crown the year with your bounty;
your wagon tracks overflow with abundance.
The pastures of the wilderness overflow,
the hills gird themselves with joy,
the meadows clothe themselves with flocks,
the valleys deck themselves with grain,
they shout and sing together for joy.“ Psalm 104:24,30; 65:8-13;
“For I will pour water on the thirsty land,
and streams on the dry ground;
I will pour my Spirit upon your offspring,
and my blessing on your descendants.
They shall spring up among the grass
like willows by flowing streams.” Isaiah 44:3-4
Love wanes in windswept dearth. Friction roars. Shouts choke, what-ifs drown, peace takes flight into night.
Sun warms a ready earth. Rains pour. Sprouts poke, babies hatch, birds take flight, aright.
How long, oh Lord, until You renew Your people?
Keeping our eyes on the cracked, thirsty land keeps us looking low, thinking low, feeling low, expecting low. The drone of complaint, incessant warnings of new dread, fiery fears that capture day and night, emotion and thought, will only press and hold us low. When we take in no divine rain, our hearts dry out and harden.
But halt! Arise! Open wide your eyes! Behold the manifold, wondrous works of God, “who turns the rock into a pool of water, the flint into a spring of water”! Trace the visit of His hand, the overflow of beauty and blessing and vibrant life! Face full on His warm sun, and allow it to melt your icy heart. Why wallow in the negative when we can skip in the superlative? Why castigate, criticize, and condemn when we can encourage, elevate, and exalt? Why be parched when we can freely drink? (Psalm 114:8; Revelation 22:17)
The God who renews all things stands ready to create, transform, and enrich. What languishing can I bring for His revival, what unease for His settling? What rough talk needs His smoothing, what hollow affection His filling? What lack needs His abundance, what inertia His vitality? What anger needs His calming, what veil of heaviness His covering of praise? What hollow despair needs hope’s bounty, what dirge needs His song? What doubts will I erase with His sure promises? (Psalm 109:31; Isaiah 61:3)
Lord, visit my soul with a fresh crowning of You. Soften and fill me with Your Spirit so my life sings with gladness and joy, to Your high praise and glory.