Listen to the Rain
It rained here last evening... no wind, no hail, just a beautiful steady, soaking rain. The temperature dropped twenty degrees in a very short time, and the air smelled wonderful! There is nothing quite as refreshing as the smell of rain - particularly if you're living in dry, barren place like we do. The cats started out the windows in amazement, "What is this?" they seemed to be asking. This morning everything is freshly washed... the sidewalks, the patio furniture, and our trucks. I know that rain means the weeds are going to grow, and I don't even care... anything growing here is a sign of life renewing itself. It has been such a long, hot summer! I can't thank God enough for the blessing of the rain, and the sense of celebration it created. How greatly we appreciate that which we long for when it finally comes!