rain

Today was a perfect day for rain.

My roomate and I were musing the other day the strange phenomenon that the weather of autumn somehow seems to make some of us melancholy emotional types come alive, get creative, cry a little, become nostaligic, mourn regrets....etc.

On top of feeling slightly fluish, and a bit hazy, a few tough things happened today. Not a bad enough day to make me want to dig a hole, just a day filled with the things of life. A day that reminds me of the nearness of the Lord despite the troubles of this age.

Exhausted at the realization of my inadequacy, I lay myself down for a little nap and woke up to the constant sound of rain. That which I am always so thankful for, but especially today. Because we need it here for our crops, But also because we need it as a reminder that we have not been forgotten. That our sin has been washed away in the death of Christ.

Just as I cannot summon the rain to pour down, I cannot speak the fulfillment of my desires into existence. I am wholy dependent on the dear Lord's goodness, will, and actions. He will care for me in whatever way He sees fit. My prayer is that I grow in trust that the rain will come at a perfect time to bear fruit in my life.

All praise to the Lord, Jesus Christ who has made my friendship with God possible. And thank you for the rain.