Reflections in Rain

I was stirred awake by the strange sounds I heard overnight. Something like the pitter patter of eager little feet up early on a Christmas morning. Could it be? The answer came back a resounding “Yes”!

So I step outside this morning to a magical, gray-colored world. The happy, rain-soaked earth greets me with a smile and I breathe contentment. We all agree it was a long, hot summer. But today feels like the final farewell – at least for another year.

From my porch, I hear the continuous quiet tapping on the roof above, on the grass below and all around. As if the Author of heaven and earth is sitting right next to me typing out another great masterpiece.“Let my teaching fall like rain and my words descend like dew, like showers on new grass, like abundant rain on tender plants.” Deuteronomy 32: 2

I notice a tiny pool of water off the side of the porch and, as I bow my head for a closer look, I can see His reflection, His hand reaching toward me. And I feel raindrops falling, like mercy sprinkled on my head, the promise of a new day.

Once again, heaven reveals itself in a most unexpected way. I pause and offer a deep soul sigh – grateful for the glimpse.

“Yet he has not left himself without testimony: He has shown kindness by giving you rain from heaven and crops in their seasons; he provides you with plenty of food and fills your hearts with joy.” Acts 14: 17 NIV
Photos courtesy

A Welcome Rain

Fickle spring. Moody and mysterious. Sunny skies can turn to gray in an instant. Rainclouds looming overhead are a common occurrence. But they hold their own beauty.

And, speaking of beautiful! Here is what happens when the sky feeds the earth with it’s enriching, life-boosting liquid.

Let us welcome the spring rain. Because when we see the green grass, the lush landscapes and those gorgeous flowers, our own hearts begin to bloom with the promise of a new day. Our souls are fed. With peace. With contentment. With gratitude.

Photos courtesy Linda Moyer © 2010.

Sun After The Rain

There’s something so wonderful about the first ray of sun after a long rainy day (or days as we’ve experienced lately). Even now, as I look out my window, the world looks so beautiful awash in the warm glow of sunshine.

And sunny days bring sweet songs from birds who are busy building their nests and bracing themselves for the next rainstorm. It’s as if the memory of dark days is a far away dream and, even in the midst of their planning and doing, they are able to be joyful.

I hope the sun finds you wherever you may be today. May we join in with all of God’s creatures in a merry song of gratitude.

“Rejoice in the Lord always; I will say it again, Rejoice!”
Phil. 4:4