We are in Florida, stealing away for a few days of respite. It rained today. I love the rain. I posted this poem sometime ago, but am re-posting. I guess it is how I feel today with the rain.
Sometimes the rain carries me to the eternal God Himself whose shadow He deigned to shimmer within a fading fragment-like a raindrop. When heaven and earth blend,the atmosphere grows redolent with eternity. One minute picture of that mix is rain and earth. Precipitation mingled with soil takes on an irresistible scent. Before the heavens open, the aroma is heavy and captivating; but there is a compelling-earthy yet ethereal quality-in the smell-when water from heaven first touches the dirt of earth. Those initial few drops of a downpour fusing with common soil are bursting with life, with potential. That aromatic blend-earth and first rain mingled-is one fraction of forever: A symbol of eternity. It is a withering moment that says, “Heaven and earth are inextricably bound, and God created humankind in His image and intends for us to live forever.” God uses withering moments and events to point to things that will last forever.