He
covers the heavens with clouds, provides rain for the earth, and makes the
grass grow in mountain pastures.
- Psalm 147:8 (NLT)
April showers bring — wait, it’s June. Aren’t we supposed to be
moving into gloriously sunny days by now?
That was not how my Sunday went.
The forecast seemed pretty confident that I would safely be able to ride my motorcycle to church and lunch before the rain moved in later in the afternoon. Apparently the forecast lied. We were only a couple miles from home when the first few sprinkles started to fall.
At first it wasn’t bad. A little sprinkle while riding can actually feel refreshing. Then came the downpour.
And of course, the car in front of us immediately dropped to 25 in a 40 because around here the mindset often seems to be, “Oh my goodness, the roads are wet, we must panic.” Then while sitting at a stoplight, an RV went flying past and sent a giant splash of water all over me from the road.
By the time we got home I was cold, soaked, and honestly looked like I had lost a fight with a swimming pool.
But you know what? I was smiling.
Somewhere between the lowered visibility, the nervous drivers, and being completely drenched, I realized how blessed I was. I was riding beside the man I love, coming home from church and lunch with my CMA family, laughing in the rain instead of complaining about it.
Life does that sometimes. We pray for sunshine and get storms instead. We expect smooth roads and end up soaked, uncomfortable, and wondering why the forecast changed so quickly. But even rainy days can become good memories when we stop focusing only on the inconvenience and start noticing the blessing in the middle of it.
Psalm 147 reminds us that God sends the rain too. Not just the sunshine. The rain waters the ground, helps things grow, and reminds us we are never really in control of the forecast anyway.
Sometimes the unexpected downpour becomes the part of the story that makes us smile later.
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Daily Inspiration from the Bible
- Psalm 147:8 (NLT)
That was not how my Sunday went.
The forecast seemed pretty confident that I would safely be able to ride my motorcycle to church and lunch before the rain moved in later in the afternoon. Apparently the forecast lied. We were only a couple miles from home when the first few sprinkles started to fall.
At first it wasn’t bad. A little sprinkle while riding can actually feel refreshing. Then came the downpour.
And of course, the car in front of us immediately dropped to 25 in a 40 because around here the mindset often seems to be, “Oh my goodness, the roads are wet, we must panic.” Then while sitting at a stoplight, an RV went flying past and sent a giant splash of water all over me from the road.
By the time we got home I was cold, soaked, and honestly looked like I had lost a fight with a swimming pool.
But you know what? I was smiling.
Somewhere between the lowered visibility, the nervous drivers, and being completely drenched, I realized how blessed I was. I was riding beside the man I love, coming home from church and lunch with my CMA family, laughing in the rain instead of complaining about it.
Life does that sometimes. We pray for sunshine and get storms instead. We expect smooth roads and end up soaked, uncomfortable, and wondering why the forecast changed so quickly. But even rainy days can become good memories when we stop focusing only on the inconvenience and start noticing the blessing in the middle of it.
Psalm 147 reminds us that God sends the rain too. Not just the sunshine. The rain waters the ground, helps things grow, and reminds us we are never really in control of the forecast anyway.
Sometimes the unexpected downpour becomes the part of the story that makes us smile later.
Daily Inspiration from the Bible
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