Rain fell from the sky today. Lots and lots of it, in fact. It resulted in tweaked plans, frizzy hair, and damp clothing.
Yet I am very, very grateful.
As I drove home from work, I let the rain be my radio. I pondered life, and rain, and God, and plans, and people, and was struck with a wonderful feeling.
Joy.
Peace.
Hope.
All rolled into one.
It made no sense. There have been days and days of sunshine, and yet on this, the darkest, gloomiest day in quite some time…I felt an incredible dose of sunshine. No specific reason for it, but it is a beautiful, beautiful thing.
I think so often I try so hard to LOOK for God that I can’t even see him. I don’t allow myself to recognize all that he IS doing because I get so hung up on the certain things I’ve been expecting him to, but he isn’t. At least not yet, and maybe not ever. But he’s busy doing other things for me, wonderful, lovely, yellow sunshiney things.
Today I was fortunate enough to see it.
Even through the rain.
Til next time…
~Brianna!~
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