One can choose to splash and dash for cover, or run barefoot in glee for the refreshing! Beneath the crashing, surround sound thunder and light crackled sky, the drenching rain felt extra invigorating! The rainbirds, the harbingers of our crystal clear droplets. did sing loudly before the dark clouds poured out. A light drizzle quickly turned into a hallelujah hail and the whole earth soaked it up! Morning dew drops well up in the atmosphere for a long, streaming gush of water. A heavenly tradition we celebrate with great joy! Before the pour, the sprinkle lets us…be baptized, like a bird splashing in God’s freedom fountain. The first puddles are glorious, and we stomp with joy as it washes and refreshes. Rain widens and ripples the circumference of all that we can imagine. It fills and overflows buckets into lakes, rivers and streams. The Ocean is it’s grandma, always welcoming the wet to fill her pantry. The earth bursts into bloom with plenty of room for more and more rain. It is what moistens and feeds all that thirsts for life. It soaks the sands, it softens hands. Rain gushes into barrels and swirls down drains. It ushers us into gladness for a time to wear galoshes. Our soul looks up, our mouth fills with wet drops, we smile wide and then shout a praise to our RainMaker, our God of all glory! Re-charged, fully satisfied we
rejoice in all things from above! Go ahead and get soaked! Armed with an umbrella, or not…. like a child we are electrified and ready to pounce! Silently squealing “I’m blest”! Do we not slumber best in the dashing, crashing pour of rain? Ahhh, the rain, let it twinkle on the rooftops and make me snore!
First thunderstorm and down pour of rain at Lakeside, a time of great rejoicing!
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Be a wise duck and allow God to rain on you and in you!