It is raining today. I both love and hate the rain. I love the melody of its sound - light like a whisper or heavy like a drum roll. It speaks to me. Mom says a good rain is cleansing for the soul. I feel it as God's tears poured out on us; in lightening, some times his anger too. He voices in ways that replenish the earth and nourish growth. God speaks to us through nature all the time ... and I feel guilty when I am not inclined to listen. I want to walk or swim and he interrupts my plans with his rain. I am an unappreciative child some times hating my interruption of plan. Today is one of those days. Forgive me.
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