Rain Will Fall.

I have never really be a rain person before.  I understood it's need but never really saw it's beauty.

 

A few weeks ago we had an amazing storm.  The rain was falling heavily and the lightning and thunder was close.

I opened our back door and watched.  I stood with my hand out catching the rain and letting it roll down my arm.  It soon got so intense that I had to shut the door but I still stood there and watched for the longest time.

It was amazing.  The splendor of that storm.  It was beauty and fury all rolled into one event.

 

I thought about that storm for days.  

How the sky looked.

How the trees looked.

How the rain splashed onto our stoop and driveway.

How the lightning was streaking across the sky.

The sounds of the rain and the thunder.

It had never occured to me before that a storm could be anything but dangerous.

Beauty comes in the oddest places.

Including the rain.

 

Most of us don't view rain as a good thing...it interrupts plans, it causes inconvenience, for some the dreary days are not happy days.

I am learning though that into our life rain must fall.

Those hard days where nothing is easy and the bad news keeps coming.

Those days when grief overwhelms.

Those days were bitterness overcomes.

Those days when anger overtakes.

Those days when hurt is overbearing.

 

Even on those rainy days...there is beauty.  

Rain will fall.  

Grief, bitterness, anger, and hurt will prevail but He is with us on those days too.

It's always easy to see Him in the good days.  The day full of sunshine and bright blue skies.

But on those grey days with heavy rain....He is harder to see.

He is still there.

In the midst of the rain.

Loving us.  Holding Us.

Always.

We get to choose regret or rejoice.  Regret for those rainy days or rejoice in knowing we are not alone and that rain will fall...but sunshine will return.

So on those rainy days... rejoice in the knowledge He is for you.  Always.

Comments

[Erin]

I love rain. And I love the song "Healing Rain" by Michael W. Smith. 3 years ago in August one of my closest friends died from breast cancer. I had spent night and day at her bedside, along with her family. When she finally went to Glory and after the funeral home had picked her up and hugs, prayers and goodbyes were over, I drove home. It was finished. And "Healing Rain" came on the radio, and long after the song was over, it echoed in my mind. I got home and took a hot steamy shower and there I cried, the song echoing in my mind still, healing rain pouring down on me. Washed by the water. I love rain.

[Amanda]

I've always loved the rain, growing up in Oregon will do that to you :) I miss it, living here. It goes months without raining.

[Ginger]

Such a beautiful way to look at the rain.