Rain

We tend to be fickle when it comes to enjoying life. Which is it, "Rain, rain, go away," or "I love a rainy night"? We have been deluged with rain now for some time. Water is standing in the yard and it's raining again and is forecasted for the next couple of days. It is so easy to complain about the mulch that washed across two of my neighbors' lawns. But of course if it wasn't raining I'd be complaining about watering the lawn. But there is something else in me too, if I pay attention and find it. I look out at the deep green and think of how God grants life. I recall the feeling of getting a rest from farming in the heat when there is an Oklahoma rain. If only our spirits could learn to rest in the goodness of our God. The life-giving grace of God is what we need. Rain brings so much life and growth and makes my cucumbers taste so good. Let it rain. The prayer for a life that is good is slightly different: "Reign on me, Jesus rule my life." "He who believes in me, rivers of living water will flow from within." Let's pray it, and live it, and enjoy it, what do you say?