The rain is standing in puddles everywhere! I feel as if it will never stop raining.
Years ago, during those troubled teenage and early twenty years, I longed for the rain. I didn't know why but it soothed my worried mind and gave me time to 'escape' from the world around me. I would pull out the chaise lounge, grab a warm blanket and pillow, then stretch out on the front porch to listen to that sweet soothing sound and fall into a deep and peaceful sleep. I would sleep until all want of sleep was gone, waking refreshed and calmed inside. I would feel so renewed that I made all sorts of vows and promises --to be different, be good, be whole! There were so many whispers of thanks to God and prayers for strength and help. I wanted to believe that those droplets were His tears of concern for me.
I'm still amazed and in love with rain, but the little girl who stays with me every day wants some sunshine.... and I want it for her! We both watch for any little ray to peek through the dark clouds.
"Granny! I think the sun is peekin' through! Then, she's quick to grab her shoes and jacket....ready to swing or take a walk or see the horses.....or just climb up and down the gate.
I hope she never feels the despair I did during the furious years, but if it has to be, I pray the rain and the Lord is a balm for her .
The chaise is in the attic.
Years ago, during those troubled teenage and early twenty years, I longed for the rain. I didn't know why but it soothed my worried mind and gave me time to 'escape' from the world around me. I would pull out the chaise lounge, grab a warm blanket and pillow, then stretch out on the front porch to listen to that sweet soothing sound and fall into a deep and peaceful sleep. I would sleep until all want of sleep was gone, waking refreshed and calmed inside. I would feel so renewed that I made all sorts of vows and promises --to be different, be good, be whole! There were so many whispers of thanks to God and prayers for strength and help. I wanted to believe that those droplets were His tears of concern for me.
I'm still amazed and in love with rain, but the little girl who stays with me every day wants some sunshine.... and I want it for her! We both watch for any little ray to peek through the dark clouds.
"Granny! I think the sun is peekin' through! Then, she's quick to grab her shoes and jacket....ready to swing or take a walk or see the horses.....or just climb up and down the gate.
I hope she never feels the despair I did during the furious years, but if it has to be, I pray the rain and the Lord is a balm for her .
The chaise is in the attic.
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