You can almost hear the ground gasping for breath.
It's so dry it hurts.
Nothing can get in through the hard surface.
Nothing the ground needs will soak in.
And then - -
the rain comes.
It softens so needs can be met.
It again can be the place from which seeds grow.
And yield fruit 100 times over.
God's like rain on dry, cracked ground.
He is rain to our dry, cracked souls.
"Do you not know? Have you not heard?
The Everlasting God, the LORD, the Creator
of the ends of the earth
Does not become weary or tired.
His understanding is inscrutable.
He gives strength to the weary,
And to him who lacks might
He increases power." Isaiah 40:28-29
"He restores my soul" Psalm 23:3a