How much rain is too much? Well, the weather folks on my local TV channel recently announced our area received an abundance of rain last year. Uh, like the rest of us weren’t aware of that fact? Two examples: I didn’t have to water my summer flowers (a near miracle), and the power producer in this region opened all the lake spillways to drain off excess water, an event so infrequent the spectacle drew a crowd. Yep, you could say water overflowed everywhere from time to time, causing floods in many low-lying areas. Just think if all that precipitation had been solid instead of liquid, as in S-N-O-W. Did you know sixty inches of rain is equivalent to 50 feet of snow? Whoa, way too much for this Southern gal who prefers the white stuff to stay on top of Ole Smoky.
But something else overflowed last year—blessings—and you’ll hear no complaints from me. I’m thankful to have been blessed with family, friends, furry companions, and numerous other gifts from God like love, health, and a church eager to share his good news to anyone willing to listen. For these reasons and more, Psalm 119:171-172 is a wonderful daily prayer. “May my lips overflow with praise, for you teach me your decrees. May my tongue sing of your word, for all your commands are righteous.” Yeah, sometimes overflow is a beautiful thing . . . powerful, yet peaceful and pleasing . . . in many ways like this handmade waterfall in the Smoky Mountains on a cool cloudy day.
What was one of your 2018 blessings?