I love the sound of rain swishing up from car tires outside on the street, pattering against my bedroom window, running in a multitude of tiny tributaries off the glass and emptying out onto the ground. Rainy days make me want to cook, snuggle up with a book, or create something beautiful.
When it’s warm, I like to take rainy day walks when the drops are fine and more like a falling mist. When it’s cold and windy, I wish I were sitting next to a fireplace I don’t have or remembering times in Ireland putting coal or peat turf on the flames.
Often I find myself humming a tiny day soundtrack in my head – today it’s Candy Rain. This is probably because my daughter has been serenading me with this song all week , but it works today.
I love the way the rain smells, the way it washes away the cares of the world.
I stepped outside this evening when the rain had subsided, and the world was smiling at God’s promise. The brightest rainbow I’ve ever seen announced itself against the sky and ushered in a magnificent sunset.
Genesis 9:12 & 13 The rainbow that I have put in the sky will be my sign to you and to every living creature on earth. It will remind you that I will keep this promise forever.