I don’t like the rain all that much.  I know it is wonderful after a dry spell.  Farmers depend on it;  but they don’t want too much and too little is a problem as well.  I think my dislike comes from several life experiences.  When my daughters were young and a loud nighttime storm brought thunder and lightning, it meant a disturbed night of sleep should one of them wake up.  Another reason to not like the rain was the basement in our old house flooded just about every time we got a downpour.  And before the new roof, a pouring rain often brought the sickening wet sound of ‘drip drip drip’ somewhere in the house as the rain trickled through the ceiling somewhere and made a soggy puddle on the floor.

Even now that I have a dry basement and a secure roof over my head, if it starts to rain in the middle of the night I literally put the pillow over my head and squeeze my eyes shut.  I can’t wait until it’s over.

When it rains it pours.  We’ve all heard that saying.

So what does it mean to us?  When something hasn’t occurred for a while, we find that it suddenly occurs in overwhelming quantity.  For a farmer who has seen no rain and prayed for it to happen, he might find that it will start raining and not stop until the fields flood.  Business might be dreadfully slow but then suddenly turn around and become almost too busy to handle.  When it rains it pours!

This morning I felt like life was pouring around me!  Things have been calm for a while with life on a pretty even keel.  Oh dear – Sorta like the ‘calm before the storm’  huh??  Well, things are getting a little stormy with pulling together all the details of moving Amanda out (drip, drip, flash of lightning), the finishing details happening with my book (thunder rumbling, pitter patter raindrops), and now I found myself a new part-time job to start next week (ka-boom and now the water is rising!).

(deep breath, stay calm)

I am sure that I am not the only person who dislikes the rain.  Think of all the wet songs and sayings written through the years:  Rainy days and Mondays always get me down!   Can’t stop the rain!  Don’t rain on my parade!  He doesn’t know enough to come in out of the rain.  Raindrops keep falling on my head!  It’s raining cats and dogs!  You are right as rain.  Hey – I better take a rain check on that.

So other people have survived the rain – and so can I, right?  I’ll let God be my umbrella and put on my rain boots.  There’s always new growth after the rain (that could be good!) and always a chance of a rainbow!  I love rainbows.

Yes sir, come rain or shine, I will weather this storm.  And I bet I’ll be right as rain when everything turns out just fine and the Son shines !

I still might sleep with the pillow over my head tonight.

just Laurel