It is as if the dew of Hermon were falling on Mount Zion... Psalm 133:3a
There is something so peaceful about dripping dew or droplets of rain after a spring shower. So light and delicate, it is as if the drops float in mid-air before touching the ground. And when they land, it is like feathers, so soft and quiet.
To hear dew dropping... My, that is quite a peaceful picture.
That is what our unity is to the Father. When we pull together to live in peace and harmony, it is like listening to dew.
O Lord, if only we could live life in such a delicate fashion. Too often, we merely think of ourselves without consideration for others. Forgive our disunity. Bring peace where there is turmoil. Bring life where the enemy wants death. Make us one as You are One.