Rain

I find rain so relaxing. It's raining outside right now and I love it. But it's a quiet rain. One that's not making too much noise or too little. Just the right amount. I think the reason I like rain is because of the fact that I see it as nature's way of cleansing itself. As heat/humidity comes, rain takes all of that nastiness and says "I got your back, let me cool things off for a minute". Now there's also quite a few types of rain. More so what we see in NC is the thunderstorm. Living closer to the coast, than say Colorado, we see a lot of rain especially during the summer/fall transition. Yup you got it, during the middle/tail end of hurricane season. I love it. Nothing is more soothing than hearing rain as you fall asleep. Nothing is more enjoyable than a cup of hot tea and a book on a rainy day, or sitting down and watching a movie with friends.

I think that rain brings back a lot of memories with people for me. It brings back times where I've let the rain control my emotions to when I'm forced to be inside as a kid and be creative when I was younger. I used to hate rain. I used to always go into my parents room when I heard thunder and sleep in their bed. Did that until I was about 8. Then I started to realize the creation that rain is. It really can show the power of God and the might that he has. Also the control he has. In Genesis, God lets rain waters cover the earth as a cleansing agent to what evil came to the world. Utterly terrifying? Yes. Imagine with me for a moment. Every nook, every cranny, filled with water. The Grand Canyon filled. All trenches in the oceans now deeper than they are now. Incredible. Now at a different angle. Every mountain, covered. Every skyscraper, under water. The Sears tower, the Eiffel tower, Mount Everest, all completely submerged in that blue blanket of water. I can only begin to think of what Noah was thinking when the waters started rising. Was it an "I'm sure glad we're all in this boat"? Or was it a "Oh crap."

If you've ever been to a youth group at a contemporary church then you've probably heard of Nooma. Rob Bell has this one Nooma that talks about rain. He begins to talk about how Him and his baby son (at that point) were walking in the woods on a beautiful day. Not a cloud in the sky. Then the storm clouds rolled in. Water poured from every corner. Every blade of grass was soaked. The whole time he was comforting his son. Saying it's okay, we're almost home. That picture of a father comforting his son is so prominent when it rains for me.

Knowing that God's got my back when things get hairy. When thunder rolls in and lightning is striking all around. I can always hear God saying, "I'm here, we're almost home."