Have you ever watched a massive summer thunderstorm roll in? The lightning violently flashes across the sky, the thunder shakes the windows, and it feels overwhelmingly powerful. But ask any experienced farmer, and they will tell you that a flashy, violent storm mostly just produces runoff; it washes the topsoil away. What the dry, cracked ground actually needs is a slow, quiet, steady drizzle. In our spiritual lives, we often beg God for the thunderstorm. We want a spectacular burning bush, a booming audible voice, or a dramatic emotional earthquake to prove He is working. But more often than not, God bypasses the spectacle and chooses to send us the quiet, soaking rain.