Rain, Grace and the Cultivated Heart


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There is something magical about standing under an umbrella in a soft summer rain. We had a beautiful rainfall during the night and into the morning.

As I let my “girls” out for the day I stood in my backyard and just enjoyed the smell of the rain as it hit the grass, the sound as it ran off the eaves of the house; into the rain barrels, the coolness of the drops as they landed on exposed skin and the hazy, filmy look it gave everything as it washed the world clean. It was a feast for the senses. I was too busy enjoying myself; to run and get the camera.  (Some things just need to be kept in a corner of your memory to be taken out and enjoyed later.)

Soft summer rains refresh and renew. They clean the dust off the leaves and buildings that accumulate on our hot muggy days. They are cooling, nurturing and life-giving.

The soft rains remind me that softness and gentleness are always better received than harsh, in-your-face attitudes and comments. This is a lesson that is a good reminder for me as I do like to “fix” things. I need to remember that “gracious words are…….; sweetness to the soul and health to the body.” Prov. 16:24

I have seen what hard rains can do. They pelt and they hurt when you stand in them. They usually leave a mess when they are done. My husband has often commented, “Sometimes too much rain is worse than no rain at all.” And he is right.

A blogging friend made a comment about a “cultivated heart”.  I suspect that the requirements to getting one of those hearts are soft gentle rains in the form of encouragement, gently delivered wisdom from trusted friends, regular fellowship with those who lift up, but lovingly disciple, and those who will walk with you. These are the people who will gently point out areas in life and heart that need tending; but who will leave the deep tilling and the painful ripping out of deep rooted weeds to the Master Gardner.

A cultivated heart is born out of life experiences. It has let those experiences make it better and not bitter. It has decided to survive and thrive through the circumstances that life tosses in it’s way. It knows that life is not always easy; but has decided to take the chance to bloom and flower anyway so that others may be encouraged and flourish.

A cultivated heart opens the garden gate to the Gardener so it can be lavished with love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control (Gal. 5:22) and then it opens the gate again and showers others with the blessing of those same gifts.

It is grace…..it is a gentle summer rain.

May you be blessed with a warm summer rain that waters your soul and cultivates your heart. May you graciously receive and extend grace.

May he be like rain that falls on the mown grass,
like showers that water the earth!
Psalm 72:6












17 thoughts on “Rain, Grace and the Cultivated Heart

  1. Linda K says:

    Yup, the soft rains are the nicest way to get a cultivated heart but unfortunately God knows that sometimes we need the hard rains. We learn the most thru them but yes, have to not let the bitterness form.

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  2. marijo1245 says:

    I love your take on the cultivated heart!! I always feel as though you are speaking right into my soul, this is no exception.

    I’m in the desert right now…and in desperate need for some gentle rain.

    Thank you for this refreshing bit of gentle rain…

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  3. thechickengrandma says:

    Ever since you wondered what my take on the cultivated heart looked like I have been thinking on it. The other day standing in the rain the thought of my heart and soul being a dry and thirsty piece of ground just stuck because it has been dry here. I also had been mulling over comments made on other blogs that seemed to have taken a turn “south”. Brought up the idea of soft rain and hard rains.
    I am sorry to hear you are in the desert right now. It has been my experience that spending some time in the desert makes the rain that much sweeter. It also can be a great encouragement to those around you who may be spending some time there themselves. It has also been my experience that faith comes in real handy during those times.
    So hang on cause I am praying for you and we are promised rain for our dry thirsty hearts!
    And thank you for challenging me and making me think.
    “For I will pour water on him that is thirsty, and floods on the dry ground: I will pour my spirit on your seed, and my blessing on your offspring.” Isaiah 44:3 .


  4. thecobweboriumemporium says:

    Hello Chicken …
    Firstly – what a beautiful post this is. Like you, I enjoy listening to the rain – on an umbrella or, on our conservatory roof. It can be really heavy rain, and when I stand in the conservatory it’s absolutely THUNDERING down. Mr. Cobs and I will sometimes stand in there, holding hands and just enjoying the wonderous noise of God watering His garden.

    You said: “A cultivated heart is born out of life experiences. It has let those experiences make it better and not bitter. It has decided to survive and thrive through the circumstances that life tosses in it’s way. It knows that life is not always easy; but has decided to take the chance to bloom and flower anyway so that others may be encouraged and flourish” … This is so, so beautifully put, and a truly wonderful summing up. I love this whole post from start to end.

    Now .. I have to tell you why I’m commenting on a post so far back.
    Something that PaperPuff said on her blog (about you winning one of my Giveaways) made me think that it could be this week, next week or some other time in the future before the number spun by the Number Generator actually landed on the right number for your name, so … I would love to send you and Mr. Chicken some Walnut Whips, so that you can experience the true way of eating one. (from the bottom. … You crack the bottom with your teeth, and then put your tongue to work to get at that mallow inside. Aww … you’ll see! lol)

    If you could email me your snail mail address, when I next go shopping (mid this week time) I’ll add some walnut whips to the basket and then package them and send them to you.

    Please DON’T put your name and address on yours or my blog – we have to take care of security!

    I’d copy and paste that into an email – as I know it’s confusing. (I didn’t think about the confusion at the time I made the account. *sigh*)

    Then once I email you back confirming that I’ve got your mail, would you do me a favour and delete my email address from this blog post – so that I don’t get spammed with silly stuff! eeeks. LOL.

    I’m more than happy to share Chicken. Promise.
    heaps of squidges ~ Cobs. x

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    • thechickengrandma says:

      I can definitely do that…the deleting part :). I wondered how you went about knowing where to send stuff. I was a little buffaloed (confused …. in case you were wondering what that meant.) how that worked! Will get this done.
      And I am so glad you loved the post. My husband and I also love to just listen to the rain. If we stand in the machine shed, which is tin, it is also truly thunderous! Even a slight sprinkle in there sounds like a downpour.

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      • thecobweboriumemporium says:

        [nodding, knowingly]
        It’s an almost romantic sound. A noise which brings a peacefulness to my mind and heart.

        Laughing at your buffaloed. LOVE the word, and yes, I guessed that people might wonder how on earth I managed to send things to the right address. LOL.

        I’ve always been so very careful on the internet, both with my privacy and that of others. I’m bomb proof! 🙂

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      • thechickengrandma says:

        As our husbands already think we may be (to put it kindly) slightly off-center…..we would no doubt attract those way more off-centered than us! (rather like a magnetic field?)
        So yes….let’s be very careful :)!


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