
“Open the flood gates of heaven” ~Michael W. Smith
It finally rained two times in a day. Oh man, we miss this nourishment from above; there is nothing like rain. The grass outside is joyous of the rain, for it radiates green to show it quenched from the much-needed water. Nothing compares to rain; as I walk outside, those who water their grass with hosepipes can be seen. Green is their grass, but not golden green; only rain can provide. I wish for this joyous season of rain to continue and rain where the reservoirs collect water, because we were approaching day zero with the water restrictions. No provision from above is greater than rain; all provisions are given freely, but rain is the most appreciated.
I love rain, for it removes my worry about water scarcity, for I have experienced mild drought when I was young; it has always stuck with me till my adulthood, but just like the rainbow, I am reminded of his faithfulness by the pouring of rain. Thank you for rain; without it, all life dries out to death. Rain rain, for the Lord has open joy to thee earth; let all seed flourish by the nourishment of rain; let the sweet aroma left by the dry ground quenching thirst be a testemant of his provisional way to our life.
Amen