Of course, words do not always “descend like dew.” Often they
can be ferocious as a thunderstorm and do the damage of a hurricane. Recent
events in the states and currently in Pakistan are evidence of the power of the
destructive force of water.

But words with the softness of dew can also soothe; “a
gentle answer turns away wrath.” They can heal, “Come unto me, all you who are
weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.”
Many years ago, I read the Flight of the Phoenix, later made into films. The greatest need of survivors of a downed plane in the desert was water. I’m not sure if the following
incident from the book made it into the movies.
One
morning, the occupants found the overnight east wind had left a coating of dew
on the cool metal of the fuselage and wings. They ran for cloths to soak up the
precious liquid before it evaporated in the desert sun, and squeezed the moisture
into as many receptacles as they could find.

What a privilege!
I love how you said this, Brian.
ReplyDeleteHow precious the dew is when we are in a desert. What a great picture that we can be the vessels to house this precious commodity and then pour it out on thirsty lives.
Amen!
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