Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Rainy days

Most people would hate to discover halfway through the drive from El Cajon to Oceanside that it is raining.
Not me.

I love the rain. I love opening my "big jacket" closet to grab my cozy jacket that I only get to wear when it rains. I love watching the drops start slow and get closer together and bigger in size. I love to turn on my windshield wipers, and then turn them up... and up. I love to get wet and then say, "wow it's raining out there."

So when it got progressively grey-er as I drove north, I smiled.
And when the sky broke open in Carlsbad, I cheered.
Most people would pull into work (or school or whatever you wanna call clinical) and run inside, trying not to get wet, and then announce with a frown, "it's raining." (someone did that today).
Not me.

I went to the beach, got out of my car, ran down to the water, got all wet - even wet jeans - and took a picture in the rain.
Because how beautiful is it when the ocean turns grey to match the sky. Pretty beautiful.
My God makes beauty from ashes. He is stronger than the storm.

"Praise the LORD from the earth, you great sea creatures and all ocean depths, lightning and hail, snow and clouds, stormy winds that do his bidding ... praise the LORD."
Psalm 148: 7-8, 14b

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