During last year's dry season I had a crazy idea: what if I took a time-lapse video of my walk across the field to the hospital? If I took a photo every day, just one step further, perhaps it would tell the story of dry season. You could watch the field grow more and more yellow and dusty as the season progressed, and then at the end, watch the return of green grass.
It actually worked out pretty well, and I was pleased with the result, except that it was completely silent. I asked our musician teammate, Eric McLaughlin, if he had written any songs that would go well with the theme of dry season. He recommended a song called Banga Hill, that he had written during their very first dry season in Burundi. It talks about our need for God's grace to "rain" into our lives, washing away our sins and quenching all our thirsts.
For I will pour out water on the thirsty land, and streams on the dry ground; I will pour out My Spirit on your offspring, and My blessing on your descendants.
Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they shall be satisfied.
Now on the last day, the great day of the feast, Jesus stood and cried out, saying, "If anyone is thirsty, let him come to Me and drink.”
Jesus answered and said to her, "Everyone who drinks of this water will thirst again; but whoever drinks of the water that I will give him shall never thirst; but the water that I will give him will become in him a well of water springing up to eternal life.”
More of Eric's music can be found here.