As a kid growing up in England I have fond memories of rain.
It felt cozy and safe.
My sisters and I wrote and sketched on the condensation on the windows, there was a lot of it as we did not have double glazing! (Not sure if it was even invented yet!)
What to do when it rained?
Funny, I still feel safe and content when it rains.
The music on the windows…
I suppose I am used to it!
I don’t really know why we spoke of the weather all the time as it rained…a lot!
“How’s the weather in your village?”
Kind of redundant, oh well!
“Ok, so what do you want me to do inside when it rains God?”
“How about writing about rain!”
“Good idea God.”
Perhaps God is washing away our sins.
A time to stay in and reflect?
Glorify the Lord, every shower of rain and fall of dew, *
all winds and fire and heat.
Canticle 12 (BCP)
God bless you. Allow Joy of the Lord to fill you when it rains!