let it rain

We finally got some rain today.  I love the rain.  Today’s was a gentle, drizzley rain.  It fell most of the day, with just a little break for us to be outside during football practice.

Rain refreshes the ground when it gets dry.  Our grass (which hasn’t needed a mowing for more than a month) is brown and brittle.  The rain should bring it back to life and health.  The rain washes the dirt and pollen off the cars, and is about the only car wash my truck ever sees, much to the amazement of my car-washing friends.

I love the way the rain smells, the way it feels, the way the valley responds to the water.  I love seeing the creeks rise.  Some of my favorite places are along creeks, tucked into the woods.

I love the spiritual parallels, too.  God promises to wash us, to rinse away the stains of life, to bring us back to health, to refresh our souls.

Oh, sure, rain can be a bummer for a picnic.  The marching band doesn’t enjoy the showers that fall–have you ever tried to march with wet plumage on your head?  And forgetting to roll up your windows can leave you with soggy shorts.

But on the whole, I loves me some rain.  Holy Rainmaker, let it rain…