Wednesday, June 29, 2016

Quiet faith between the rock and the hard place



As the rain and the snow
    come down from heaven,
and do not return to it
    without watering the earth
and making it bud and flourish,
    so that it yields seed for the sower and bread for the eater,
11 so is my word that goes out from my mouth:
    It will not return to me empty,
but will accomplish what I desire
    and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.



Once again the rain came too late for the planted rice to grow but
now the rain is here the great river rises and inundates the land. Please pray with us
that this new planting of rice will succeed and  the work of the home flourishes
whatever the weather.