I recently dreamt of a vast field where the dirt was cracked, compressed and thirsty beneath the sun. In the midst of it stood a farmer, steadily breaking the hardened earth. As he worked, rain began to pour from heaven, soaking the soil and softening it again.

When I woke, I felt the Lord’s deep compassion. His tenderness toward His people. There was no judgment in His voice, only love. He is not breaking His people down, but breaking them open. The dry ground represents weary hearts, but He is sending rain to refresh and restore.

The Lord is tending His field again, preparing His sons and daughters to receive the rain of His Spirit and the planting of His Word. The season of dryness has not been wasted, it has revealed where the soil must be turned.

“Break up your unplowed ground, for it is time to seek the Lord until He comes and showers His righteousness on you.” — Hosea 10:12

I Hear the Lord Say:

“Do not fear the shaking or the pressure you feel. I, the Lord, am your Gardener, preparing you for new growth.

Just as a farmer tills the soil to make room for new seed, I have allowed certain pressures not to harm you, but to break open places compacted by pain, pride, or disappointment.

What has felt like resistance has been My hand making room for life. The shaking is not punishment, it is My mercy. I am not breaking you down; I am breaking you open.

I am restoring tenderness, humility, and hunger where hardness once lived. Trust My pruning and My timing, for every season has served a purpose in My plan.

I will make rivers flow on barren heights and springs within the valleys. I will turn the desert into pools of water and the parched ground into springs.

You have wondered if your heart can be soft again, if joy and hope can return. But I say to you: the rain is coming. My presence will soak you once more.

Abide in Me, and fruitfulness will follow. You will not strive to grow; you will simply live from connection with Me. 

For I am the Lord of the harvest, and I am faithful to complete what I have begun. The rain is coming, and it will not return void.”

— Kaylie Hollins