This week’s rain reminded me of a 2011 column…
It began as a misty feeling in the air. Soon the first distinct drops began to fall. All day long we were bathed in gentle, soaking rain. After months of no precipitation at all, the very sound of it soothed our souls as it danced on the rooftops, collected in the gutters and trickled down the windowpanes. By afternoon, when it was still raining, we could almost begin to see the grass turn greener. Kids splashed and laughed their way through puddles and birds frolicked wherever pools collected. Glorious, glorious rain.
Yet as happy as we were to receive some moisture in parched Colorado, where the threat of wildfire hangs heavy in the dry, windy air, I know other parts of the country are praying the rain will stop. Grim images of flooded towns along the Mississippi River appear on TV as devastated residents strive to save themselves and anything else they can from the rising waters. As if the flooding isn’t bad enough, they also have to be aware of water moccasins slithering into their flooded basements. Farmers in the heartland can only watch helplessly as crops are destroyed by rising waters.
It is ‘just enough’ that we desire, isn’t it? Neither too little nor too much, but just enough. (Especially in the Waldo Canyon Fire area of Colorado Springs.) In the unlikely event that the rain continues in Colorado day after day, even we would no doubt complain, “When will it stop?” We want the moisture, but we want just enough.
This principle permeates our entire human experience. Lord, I ask, give me just enough patience to deal with this situation, but don’t let it drag on forever. Give me just enough wealth to meet my needs, not so much that it becomes a burden, or so little that it becomes a challenge, but just enough. Just enough hope, just enough well-being, just enough wisdom, the list goes on.
And yet the only thing we can be absolutely sure that we will always have just enough of is God’s grace. When the Apostle Paul pleaded with God to take away the thorn in his flesh, God replied, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” (2 Cor. 12:9)
God in His goodness sheds His common grace generously over all of His creation but to those who trust in Him, He adds the promise that they will always have just enough grace. Sometimes, in the midst of disaster or a heartbreaking situation, it can feel like a mere trickle. But looking back we realize it was indeed just the grace we needed, just when we needed it. Other times it feels as if God is pouring out an abundance of His grace on us—letting it overflow into every parched portion of our souls. Always, in any circumstance, it is just enough. Let’s not miss God’s grace, whether it’s a sprinkle or a deluge.
Lea Ann says
Your blog reminds me of this quote from Mike Breen’s “Building a Discipling Culture,” “When we are walking the path God has called us to walk, we will discover grace beyond our expectations to succeed. God has buckets full of grace to pour out on us–but we have to be standing where the downpour is occurring. And that place is where He has designed us to fit….discovering and acknowledging who God has made you to be will ensure you are standing directly under the bucket of grace, not beside it, and that you get a healthy soaking of grace, not just a little splash.” JUST ENOUGH, right!?
Nancy says
I love that quote, Lea Ann. And you’re right. It’s the perfect tie in. Thanks so much.
Jim says
Wonderful words my dear.
Nancy says
Thank you, dear. 🙂
Betty Van Liere says
Once again, thanks, Nancy. We need reminders that God’s grace is what keeps us going.
Nancy says
Amen, Betty. I’m more aware of it than ever, and I’m sure you are too. God bless.
alice scott-ferguson says
utterly brilliant my very dear and eloquent friend…and Happy Mothers Day!
Nancy says
Thank you, Alice! A very Happy Mother’s Day to you, too!!
marylinwarner says
Beautiful and inspiring, Nancy. To everything there is a season, as my grandmother used to say when we complained about the weather. Then she’d smile and add that God’s sense of seasons was different than ours, and we needed to trust and be thankful.
Nancy says
Good advice! He certainly has a sense of humor about this spring! Thanks, Marylin.