What was incurable, desperate blindness
Has been bound up from all sides with lovingkindness
Comfort for sorrow
Rivers for dryness
Come and drink, you who have no money.
And it will rain all day
It will rain all day
It will rain all day with the bounty of new wine.
This song makes my heart smile with peace as I listen. I imagine being the only one in a field as a summer rain pours down. As I think of what it looks like, what it feels like, what it smells like, I am reminded of how it feels to experience God's peace in the midst of a painful time. It makes you just want to lie down in that field and rest there for however long, closing and opening your eyes as water drops against your skin and gray clouds swirl by. Lord, surround me with your lovingkindness and peace in the midst of what I so often feel is incurable.
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