“Has the rain a father? Or who has begotten the drops of dew?” (Job 38:28)
It has rained heavily today in the Charlotte area; the second straight day. But, today is more than a rainy day. It is also the 91st anniversary of the end of World War I. I’m sure most of you know that.
As hostilities in World War I began, the Germans were far more prepared than any other nation, launching thier “blitzkrieg” attack on Belgium just two days after war was declared. They swept through Belgium with the hope of taking Paris within one week and it looked as if nothing could stop them.
If the Germans had taken France that quickly, their western front would have been secured and the war would have been all but over. That, however, did not happen. The Germans were unable to take Paris quickly, were forced to back up to the Marne River, giving the Allies time to regroup. The rest, as they say, is history.
What stopped them? Not to take away from the courageous civilians who surrounded Paris to resist the Germans, but something far simpler and unexpected occurred that made it impossible for the German army to carry its lightning fast assault into Paris: it rained.“Let us now fear our God, who gives rain…in its season” (Jeremiah 5:24).