May Flowing Waters Quench The Parched Land

a prayer for flowing mercy

May flowing waters quench the parched land.
May tiny tendrils push through the once hardened ground and blossom.
May the grip of gloom be loosened to make way for joy.
May the smallest spark of light shatter the suffocating darkness.
May the tombs be empty and the gardens full.
And in the groaning and straining of new life coming forth,
may we be held in the tender arms of mercy.

Copyright © 2022 Rakhi McCormick.


Rakhi McCormick is a first-generation Indian-American and convert from Hinduism who found her way into the Church and a career in ministry through a series of invitations, and more than a few leaps of faith – sometimes kicking and screaming. Having worked in a variety of ministries at the national, diocesan, and local level, Rakhi has discovered that her greatest passion is speaking light into darkness, wherever that might be found, and however the Holy Spirit leads. She has a heart for the underdog, the overlooked, and the broken. A devoted advocate for God’s mercy and justice, Rakhi uses these inspirations to shape her writing, speaking, and artwork. She is the owner of Rakstar Designs and currently resides in the Metro Detroit area with her husband and three children. When not playing wife, mother, or minister, you can find Rakhi singing, reading, scrolling Instagram, and making beautiful things (and messes) with coffee in hand.

Photo by Olivia Anne Snyder on Unsplash.

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