We in the Pacific Northwest have a love-hate relationship with rain: We love what it does, but we love to complain about what it IS. It makes everything grow in green splendor. But it IS wet.
It's a proverb for life. We like knowing but not the hard work of learning, the benefits but not the process. We love grace but hate the humility required to receive it. We appreciate blessing but not the empty hands required to hold it.
Can we believe that both the process and the product are from the hand of God?
© Copyright June 2017 by Robert G. Robbins