My heart aches with pain

And my work seems all in vain;

The days seems even darker

With greater challenges

But in my aching heart

I hear a distinct sound and the voice

Of my Abba Father speaking

So clearly to me,

"My child look to Me,

Your True Source;

Call upon Me, I Am here,

I not only feel how much

Your heart aches I also

Have heard your cries too."

Sitting quietly at my work table

I knew I was not hearing a fable;

As He drew me closer to Him

And lead me to the nearest window;

 I heard that same distinct sound,

I was renewed to see such a beautiful sight,

Big drops of it was falling from the darkened

skies; it was the abundance

Of rain watering the parched and thirsty ground.

Then my heart stopped aching

Now my days are much brighter

And the greater challenges

Seems so insignificant

Because He who calls me

Is like the abundance of rain!