A Single Drop of Rain
By Alex Gaskill, MAT
Last night I sat in my garden, it had just turned dark, the wind was gently blowing and the clouds were beginning to gather over the valley. I sat there thinking about ways that I could change and rearrange the garden to make it more effective and productive. Then it happened. A single drop of rain landed on my side (no shirt). Immediately, for some reason, I believed it was God trying to get my attention. So I turned my heart to him and began to thank him for the marvelous way that he had just gotten my attention. A single drop of rain, like a small tap, to say hi, what’s up? I’m here.
This was quite similar to the first time I ever remember encountering God as I understood him. I was a child and had just come out of a church service with my mother and her friends. I don’t remember anything about the service, but what I do remember is as clear in my mind now as it was when it happened. I walked out through the doors of the church and looked up into the sky. It was cloudy and grey, had rained earlier, and looked as if it would begin again. I saw the big clouds grey and misting, yet seemingly gentle and powerful all at once. As I looked up, I said out loud to God, "I know you’re up there." He was up there, he met me there, he came to me as a child and I looked up and saw him, or better yet I knew, I understood his presence, I apprehended a sliver of the almighty that he presented to me.
As I sat in the garden and reflected on this memory, I thought about God in that single drop of rain. I thought, "God could, if he wanted to, become a single drop of rain. He could fall from the sky, land on the soil, dissipate into the ground and feed a solitary single root. Me." He was there, I was there, he connected with me, and he fed me. Psalm 139 explains that everywhere I go, everything I do, all my thoughts, my intellect, and my desires; in fact the very fabric of my being is known, and deeply experienced and felt by God. God is everywhere, from the heights, to the depths, through the in’s and outs’, and the up’s and down’s, the good and the bad he cannot be escaped. Through each waking moment, as time slips past us, and we break into the future God is there; even in a single drop of rain.
Alex B. Gaskill is a clinical theologian, and graduate of Fuller Theological Seminary. He has been married for thirty two years with three adult "children," and worked as a clinical chaplain at Banner Good Samaritan Hospital in Phoenix, Arizona, and is the founder of Abide Spiritual Care.