Come to us like the rain...

Today after work, I had some things on my mind. I like to do things on my own strength, in my own timing. I can be an impatient person. I don't always like to wait for God, His timing and leading. The next thing that usually happens is that I either get anxious, worried, doubtful, or overwhelmed. As I prayed, I just felt like God was saying that He wanted my heart to be tender towards Him. That He's working at making me soft and humble, so that I can listen more clearly and with much more acceptance.

It started to rain....

I thought of the verse: Hosea 5:15 - 6:3

Then I will go back to my place until they admit their guilt.
And they will seek my face; in their misery they will earnestly seek me."
"Come, let us return to the LORD. He has torn us to pieces but he will heal us; he has injured us but he will bind up our wounds.
After two days he will revive us; on the third day he will restore us, that we may live in his presence.
Let us acknowledge the LORD; let us press on to acknowledge him. As surely as the sun rises, he will appear; he will come to us like the winter rains, like the spring rains that water the earth."

This is exactly what I need: more of Him and less of me. More openness. More seeking. More obedience. More humility. More praying. More asking. More times on my knees. More listening, and less talking. More pleading. More crying. More waiting.

-And now I am ruined, for anything less that all of You-