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What Does the Rain Sound Like? By Cleo Dailey III

“And Elijah said unto Ahab, Get thee up, eat and drink; for there is a sound of abundance of rain.” 1 Kings 18:41-46

Cleo Dailey, III (Modern-day Lazurus)In grade school we used to play a game called “telephone”, where one by one we would pass down a singular message from ear to ear. The end result was always the same: the person at the end never had the same message as the person who initiated it. Isn’t it funny how people can be in the same place at the same time and hear absolutely different things? In the words of my spiritual father, Bishop Designate Harold B. Dawson, Jr., “c’mere”…

During the time of Elijah the prophet, Israel lived in spiritual and moral degeneracy. He was there to bring the nation back to God, to turn them from their idolatry to a vital faith in the true God Bible. We need to further understand that in addition to what was happening spiritually, there was a physical drought in the land.

This was the same Elijah who stood up to false prophets and prayed fire from heaven in the preceding verses. Immediately after that, Elijah said what we use as a point of reference this month. He told his servant Ahab “I hear the sound of abundance of rain.” He heard the sound in the midst of silence. He heard the sound in the midst of hunger.

Perception is a dangerous thing. Ahab, the servant, was affected by what was around him and could not see that what he needed was right around the corner. How many times do we look around, or get disconnected, and find ourselves “with the wrong message”? How many times do we dumb down the blessing by judging its quantity rather than its quality? The cloud that was the size of a man’s hand drenched the whole of the land. Your drought is almost over.

I realize that there are those around you who may hear something differently; I know that others would dumb down your miracle. You are about to get a lot out of a little! Little has always become much when in the hand of the Lord. Even in the midst of your drought, where God is silent and they naysayers are full of speaking, hold fast to the promise. Faith comes by hearing! It’s gonna rain on your head!