Fr. Dale Matson
The San Joaquin Valley is now the valley of the dry bones. Lord bring us rain.
Our crops will not
be planted and our fruit trees will perish. Lord
bring us rain.
Our nut trees will all dry up and our lands will lay fallow.
Lord we ask for rain.
The soil is too dry
and parched and hard for planting. Lord
where is our rain?
Our winter hills
remain a lifeless brown. Lord, Your land
needs rain.
It is a harsh
winter of rain and snow for others and still, we have no rain.
Lord our lands
thirst and our souls are in torment. Please
bring us rain.
Peaks lack snow and
the source streams are drying up. Snow is
needed Lord.
Our aquifers and
wells no longer hold water. Fill them
once again.
Your people, your
creatures and your land cry for rain. Please
make it be.
Your people cannot
be fruitful. They can do no work. Do not
hold back the rain.
You are the source
and from Your hand we feed. It is not of
us we know.
Give us our rain in
due season and with it Your Glory show. Amen
We got more rain this week! Two storms
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