Open Mouth

Let it rain, Let it rain.
Open the floodgates of heaven.

We are learning this song for church, so I'm playing it/singing it a lot at home. Julia, my little song bird, loves to "help you" with everything so of course, she sings along. But her version is a little different.

Rain, Rain, Open mouth.

We've corrected her and she just giggles at us and sings it her right way.

The truth of the matter is we can pray for God to send his spirit, to rain, but if we refuse to open our mouths, even if he does open the floodgates of heaven, we miss the whole purpose. God doesn't send the rain of his spirit so we can get wet, but so our thirst can be quenched. His rain isn't supposed to just go on us, but in us. His presence should fill us and change us to be more like him. But the change happens from the inside out, not the outside in. Oh, getting wet on the outside definitely changes the outside. Our makeup runs off and our hair is matted down, flat where it had body or curly where it was straight, but those changes don't last. But getting rained on the inside changes everything.

Maybe Julia is onto something. We just need to learn to open our mouths when God sends his rain.