It’s wonderfully rainy outside.
I hate the days where it rains just enough to ruin any outdoor plans, but not enough to make noise on your roof.
Today is not one of those days.
Today, I can hear the rain on the roof.
I can hear the rain gently making puddles outside our front door.
I can hear the rain reaching inside all the places inside my soul that are anxious and calming them.
I can feel the raindrops reaching those places and bringing peace. Peace in the form of promises.
Each little drop a promise that His love endures forever.
Each little drop a promise that His grace is sufficient.
Each bolt of lightning a reminder that He is mighty.
Each crash of thunder a reminder of His great power.
And with every moment, my heart is more sure of His love.
