It has been dry in Michigan. Our rainfall is considerably below the normal amount for this time of year. Lawns that haven't been sprinkled are brown and crackle when you step on them. Trees that are under stress are already changing colors. In the farm land around us, the corn is much shorter than it should be. On Sunday it rained. It was one of those nice gentle rains. No thunder, no lightning, just rain. Afterward there was that great smell in the air that is only there after a rain. I was at work Sunday morning and I stood in the entry of the Nursing Home and as I looked at the rain coming down on the parking lot, I was reminded of a song that we have sung occasionally at church. "Let it rain, open the flood gates of heaven and let it rain". I was reminded again of how God takes care of us. He gives us rain and waters the earth. He gives us spiritual rain and refreshes our souls. I also thought about how we often don't want rain. We pray for nice weather literally, and we also want our lives to be always sunny. But without the rain, we would be living in a desert. Thank you Lord for the rain.
The Lord will open the heavens, the storehouse of his bounty, to send rain on your land in season and to bless all the work of your hands. Deuteronomy 28:12