Here Comes The Rain
I wrote Here Comes the Rain out of a moment I will never forget.
The moment I held my first grandbaby, I heard the voice of God speak something to me that I had waited to hear for a very long time:
“Here comes the rain.”
And in that instant, I knew—
my not yet was over.
Those were the same words He had spoken to me years earlier, when I stood at the threshold of releasing my music to Nashville. After my song reached #6 on the Christian Country charts, I was invited into an opportunity I had dreamed of. I had just finished producing 1,000 CDs of my own music, ready to send them out to DJs who were asking for them.
And right at that moment—when everything was about to happen—
I heard Him say:
“Here comes the rain.”
But instead of launching forward, I understood something deeper.
I let it all go.
I willingly planted the entire dream—every ounce of potential—into the ground like a seed. I walked away from pursuing it, not out of defeat, but out of surrender. From that day forward, I chose to let God lead completely. My life became centered on sitting at His feet, listening, learning, and receiving the sparks of revelation He would give as we spent time together.
Years later, holding my grandbaby, He spoke those same words again—but this time, they meant something different.
“It is time for the rain. Your foundation is strong enough now.”
The “Not Yet” Was Never Empty
In Genesis 2:5, Scripture says:
“…the Lord God had not yet caused it to rain upon the earth… and there was no man to till the ground.”
That phrase “not yet”—in Hebrew, טֶרֶם (terem)—captivated me.
It means before, not yet, a space of preparation.
And I saw something I had never seen before:
The rain wasn’t missing. The ground wasn’t ready.
For years, I had lived in what I now understand as trauma—not just emotionally, but physically within my body. After the loss of my husband, my nervous system became hypersensitive, while at the same time dulling my ability to fully feel.
I was alive… but not fully receiving life.
And yet, all along, something was happening beneath the surface.
The Seed Must Fall
Through surrender, I began to see the pattern God had written into creation:
A seed must fall into the ground and die
before it can produce fruit.
Every ambition.
Every plan.
Every desire to make things happen in my own strength—
I laid it down.
Not with resistance, but with trust.
And in that surrender, something began to shift.
Not all at once…
but slowly, steadily—forward.
That is what Here Comes the Rain is built on:
The understanding that healing and growth do not happen in leaps,
but in faithful, almost imperceptible movement.
Movement that keeps you from staying stuck.
The Rain and the Readiness
When I held my grandbaby, I knew:
This was the beginning of the rain.
Not because something suddenly appeared—
but because something within me had been prepared to receive it.
The rain represents:
- Revelation
- Renewal
- The voice of God made receivable
But rain does not benefit hardened ground.
It overwhelms it.
It runs off the surface.
Only tilled, prepared soil can absorb what is being given.
Your Seed
Each of us carries a seed.
A divine potential placed within us by God Himself—
a purpose we cannot manufacture, force, or produce on our own.
Our role is not to make it grow.
Our role is to:
- Till the soil
- Remove the rocks
- Guard against the thorns
To become good gardeners of what He has planted.
Because ultimately:
He is the one who gives the increase.
The Invitation
Here Comes the Rain is a journey.
A slow, intentional unfolding that teaches you:
- how to soften
- how to trust
- how to stay
- how to receive
It is not about striving to become something…
It is about becoming someone
who is finally able to receive what has been waiting all along.
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