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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: rain (10/17/05)

TITLE: Thought Like A Child And Behaved Like One
By Daniel Owino Ogweno


Towards the end of one of the most inspiring chapters of the Bible, the apostle Paul writes:

“When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me” (1 Corinthians 13:11 NIV).

When I was young, like the apostle Paul, I didn’t understand many things. One of the mysterious ways of the adult behaviour was the way they used to ‘bury’ groundnut in the soil. I came into contact with farming activities when I was 6 and it took time for me to understand the farming principles

Not knowing that they were sowing the seed for a harvest in due course, what the adults called ‘sowing’ I called ‘burying’.

Since I happened to love groundnuts, I used to sneak into the farms and salvage the ‘buried’ groundnuts. I would salvage as much groundnut as I could. I would then have a feast.

By the time there was a harvest, it would have taken such a long stretch of time for me to tell the relationship between what was ‘buried’ and what was now being harvested.

And rain? Who wanted rain? Rain was a spoiler. The water from heaven brought a lot of mud; walking was difficult after the rains.

The grass thatched houses we lived in were more often leaking. This was enough to interrupt our sleep if it happened to be raining at night. Sometimes the floods would find their way into the house. We hated rain. Tell us that it was coming to rain and we would start complaining.

But that was then. Now I know that ‘burying’ the groundnut is sowing it. And the rain is one of the most important phenomena that sustains life on planet earth.

Father Lord, this is my apology to You who sent the rains.

Rain is a blessing. Without rain, there wouldn’t be any grain. If it were not for the rain, we would have waited for the grains in vain. Who could then endure the pain of famine?

Forgive me Lord for the many times I complained when it rained.

Without rain, the trees I used to climb and admire would have died before I saw them. In fact, there wouldn’t be any life at all. The flowers that decorated our surroundings wouldn’t have been there. No wonder the plants wave their leaves asking and praising You for the water of life.

It is true that rains have caused havoc here and there, but there have always been survivors. A complete absence of rain would leave behind no survivors.

Father God, forgive me for complaining about the very source of sustenance. I could afford to be wet but I couldn’t live without food. How I was ignorant and couldn’t tell that the showers from above were actually blessings to the earth. When I hear You say, “I will send you rain in its season, and the ground will yield its crops and the trees of the field their fruit” (Leviticus 26:4), I will rejoice and count myself blessed. I would shout and say, “Yes Lord, do so! Bring the rain”

Did I guess correctly? Someone is of age but hates rain. Why then complain when there is no water?

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dub W10/26/05
Wonderful entry, I love the way you wove scripture into the story. This would make a great devotion.
Garnet Miller 10/26/05
We all must learn to appreciate the "gifts" of God that don't seen like gifts at first. Forgive us all Lord, for cursing the storms when we wanted to watch something on TV, the rain when we wanted to play outside, and the winds when our trashcans blew down the street. Nature has its job to do too! Thanks for sharing this "mature" view of things:)