I Love A Rainy Night

There is something so soothing about night rain, especially after a long summer's day. The slow rolling bass of thunder in the distance, the air heavy with the scent of so many different flowers all at once. But the thing I love most of all is the cascading cadence of the raindrops as they sing their song... sometimes melancholy...sometimes joyful, sometimes full of passion and fury... but always with a story to tell. I have often thought of rainstorms as part of a conversation that God has with the world. First He draws up the earth's lifeblood to Himself with the sun...in the same silence that only the most intimate of lovers can speak. Then, announcing His presence with resonating authority, He showers us with tender teardrops of hope and encouragement... the lightning illuminating the truth of His love for us. In the morning we find the world clean, fresh, renewed. Like a favorite blanket or toy straight from the dryer, we clutch the day to our hearts giddy with the knowledge we have the best parent ever!