After more than six weeks of summer sunshine and dry earth, nothing is as welcome as water from the sky.
I thought the neighbors might think we were slightly crazy, but
I’m not sure that I cared too much. :)
I didn’t even mind the wetness being dragged inside.
What I didn’t think about was people who don’t have homes to go into once they’re ready to dry off. As much fun as it is to get wet, it always feels good to get cleaned up. Throughout the day it poured or drizzled. Steve got home from the feeding that night with something amazing. When they go out to the streets to feed, they park their trucks and set up a table right there on the street; there is no shelter. As they were leaving, he asked Bob what they do when it rains. Bob’s reply?
In fourteen years, it has never rained on them. It was true again that night. It was raining when they left the mission, but just as they got there the rains stopped. The sprinkles started as they finished up at the first location and stopped again just as they were ready to do the next feeding!
Does God care about the poor or what?!
Psalm 69:33 For the ears of the Lord are open to the poor