I think I should move to Seattle. Rainy days are my favorite days. Sundays are too--get it? Wet days in West Texas never get you down. They are times for celebration.
Rain and thunder visited us all day yesterday. It was a day for standing on the porch with the door open, smelling the ozone and listening to the splatter of raindrops. It was a day for burrowing into the recliner and finally finishing the scandalous mystery begun weeks ago. It was a day for leafing through Southern Living and cutting out delectable recipes I knew I would never cook. It was a day for beginning a blog--and I did!
Lord, thank you for the blessing of water in our lives and in your Gospels.
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