Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Through the Rivers
Ah, the rain comes to parched North Texas. It has been so dry this past year, but many other springs have brought devastating floods to us. I have been a parched land, sneezing with all the pollen and unclean city air. I will go outside for a moment to let it fall on me and celebrate the cleansing waters.
When thou passest through the waters, I will be with thee; and through the rivers, they shall not overflow thee; when thou walkest through the fire, thou shalt not be burned; neither shall the flame kindle upon thee.