Everyone was worried about the drought. Not only was our water being rationed, but destructive fires had begun to break out on the Avila, the mountain that overlooks our city of Caracas, Venezuela. I heard many people say that they were praying for God to send rain. I was also praying, but in a different way. Rather than asking for something, I was continuously acknowledging God's goodness and care for His creation. I knew it didn't have to take time for Him to express this goodness, because I'd already learned a powerful lesson about God's love for His children and His ability to supply their needs impartially.
To me, praying for rain meant acknowledging God's goodness.
I learned this lesson many years ago, when the owner of a farm visited me and expressed great concern about a similar need for rain. She explained that her plantation was separated from another farm by a small mountain. She said that because of a change in the weather pattern, storm clouds had been getting stopped by the mountain, which prevented rain from falling onto her farm. So while the neighboring plantation was well watered, hers was drying up.
