My transition from Hospital chaplain to occasional fill in chaplain has reached its calendar date. The students return next week. I have but three days to regroup before they arrive, hungry and excited. Hallelujah! New Life!
What a long summer this was. Tonight I listen for the rain's return. The heat was dire. All my unshed tears now dried to salt. The arrid dust fills my nose and eyes, my long lost garden turned to seeds and chaff.
Gentle rain, my songs have been too silent for too long. Let the sun drenched soil, and my own parched spirit, be renewed, refreshed and sanctified in your holy blessing. After this drought that has somehow mirrored my own grief, let this baptism by sprinkling renew my soul in hope.
Amen
