I’m loving the sound of rain this overcast afternoon.
Simply to sit beside an open window and listen is pure soul-joy.
A moment to lift my face to God, close my eyes and listen to His gift of gentle rain.
This is a quiet, splattery, soft kind of rain.
This rain creates rounded curves and ripples across our ponds.
It disturbs the serene water resting in the birdbath with the splashes of water on water.
This rain gathers and drips from eaves into waiting puddles that make me want to walk barefoot in them.
This rain holds promise. It will usher in wondrous, breathable, coolness tonight.
It’s the brief autumn we revel in after the heat leaves and we look toward a time of off-and-on sweater-weather in Florida.
This rain births thankfulness in me.
This rain makes me yearn to share my heart with you who also love the sounds and scents of rain as it nourishes and kisses the earth.
For He says to the snow, ‘Fall on the earth’;
likewise to the gentle rain and the heavy rain of His strength.
Jesus said: “But I say to you, love your enemies, bless those who curse you,
do good to those who hate you, and pray for those who spitefully use you and persecute you,
that you may be sons of your Father in heaven;
for He makes His sun rise on the evil and on the good,
and sends rain on the just and on the unjust.
For if you love those who love you, what reward have you?”