In our newly-renovated house we have a metal exhaust pipe that releases air to the outside from the vent over the stove. When it rains, the drops ping on the hollow metal and echo into the kitchen. Ping…plop…ding.
This rain-music is one of my favorite new house sounds. A surprise sound – one that slows time whenever I hear it. It makes me pause, waiting for the next metallic “…plop.”
The last few weeks, I have experienced the heart-sounds of raindrops in Clarkston. We’ve been here seven months. We’ve been largely just living, entertaining opportunities here and there as they have arisen. But lately, it’s starting to rain drops of opportunity, and my heart gladdens with the knowledge we are growing roots here.
The most beautiful part about these drops of connection is recognizing our powerlessness to generate them. They are His.
A block party thrown with fun neighbors that pulled from every diverse corner of our city. It was a menagerie of personality and smiles, and it came in the middle of a long and frustrating run of crime in our area. A bright spot and a collaboration.
A desire expressed by some moms at our kids’ school to learn about this city, its people, and opportunities to connect. We have luncheon plans brewing for early November. A chance to share the beauty of this place.
A victory won by Clarkston’s cross-country team at our kids’ school’s invitational meet. This delightful intersection of worlds generated a dinner at our house with the Clarkston coaches and a possibility for future connection between the teams. Amazing grace.
Watching where God chooses to stir up growth and where He allows lingering hard soil is fascinating. We would have chosen other spots to see growth – success for our refugee friend’s job at the school, quicker building for new neighbors in the subdivision, more fruit from a serving fair at church last month. More success growing from seeds we’ve planned, dreamed, and worked.
“Are there any among the idols of the nations who give rain? Or can the heavens grant showers? Is it not You, O Lord our God? Therefore we hope in You, for You are the one who has done all these things.” Jeremiah 14:22
I’m so glad it’s raining over there. That’s an amazing verse from Jeremiah.