It Rains

It Rains

It rains on occasion here in the Pacific Northwest.

I am remembering the time we were painting some new baseboards. We put on a nice primer, bright white soaking effectively into the raw wood. The primer looked like it was infused well into the boards. Then we brushed in 2 coats of brown color and left the boards outside to dry.

Then it rained.

The paint on the boards bubbled up and peeled right off. The nice white primer was permanent, but the outside coats of color were in rough shape.

I wanted to get frustrated by the extra work that the rain created, but looked for a lesson instead. I thought of several:

• It rains in life, a lot. Life’s storms cause the surface of things to fade and lose their grip. We find out what is really under the surface in tough times.
• God has very unique ways to strip away what is on the surface as He cuts to the heart of things. He may not cause the storms, but no suffering is wasted in His economy.
• When the layers of my life are stripped away and my heart is laid bare, when I’m feeling exposed and vulnerable and wet, when the masks of comfort are stripped away, I want HIS glory to be revealed. He is the bright white primer that cannot be stripped away. He is permanent.
• The fact is, all of creation awaits in expectation for the surface of things to be peeled away and His glory to be revealed in us……….

“I consider that our present sufferings are not worth comparing with the glory that will be revealed in us. The creation waits in eager expectation for the sons of God to be revealed. For the creation was subjected to frustration, not by its own choice, but by the will of the one who subjected it, in hope that the creation itself will be liberated from its bondage to decay and brought into the glorious freedom of the children of God.” (Rom. 8:18-21, NIV)

What storms are you facing?
How are you facing them?
What is being revealed about your inner character?


  1. Message Steve, dealing with the death of my sister (Ronna) you met her a few times. she left in January. Not certain of where she is. My hope and faith is in God. I do hope I see her again. God is teaching me how to depend on Him daily every minute. He has pointed out my short comings in that regard. He is so good even in death. Living day by day through HIM. Thanks for letting Him
    Use you for His glory.

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