Friday, February 5, 2010

Like rain

Rain.
Drip, drop
(or rush).
Who could ask for a more comforting sound?
It's like a rush of purification, sometimes violent, sometimes most gentle.
It's not just similar in my mind, but almost synonymous, with redemption.
Saturation.
Drenched.
Standing in it, you're soaked and vulnerable to whatever wind there may be--
or maybe you carry an umbrella and delight in the nearness to the weather without getting too wet.
Water, liquid, thirst, quench,.... Ahh.
Followed by a warm dry towel; your hair ratty & wet as you sip tea or chocolate.

Perhaps there was a time when I was a child when rainy days meant boredom and blah. But now I couldn't ask for something more beautiful. Gray skies are thoughtful, not weary; they are honest, not mean; rain is a re-ordering of elements, a redemption of all things colored by dirty dusty days.

Rain in my soul; may I endure suffering like the earth. Frosts tills the ground; then comes the rain, that plants may grow and for a greater good.

In the rain, new colors show. Rocks show deeply brilliant colors. Plants are more vibrant. Yes, rain may break some things down, but it nourishes and washes.

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What wondrous love is this, O my soul, O my soul!
What wondrous love is this, O my soul!
What wondrous love is this that caused the Lord of bliss
To bear the dreadful curse for my soul, for my soul,
To bear the dreadful curse for my soul.

When I was sinking down, sinking down, sinking down,
When I was sinking down, sinking down,
When I was sinking down beneath God’s righteous frown,
Christ laid aside His crown for my soul, for my soul,
Christ laid aside His crown for my soul.

To God and to the Lamb, I will sing, I will sing;
To God and to the Lamb, I will sing.
To God and to the Lamb Who is the great “I Am”;
While millions join the theme, I will sing, I will sing;
While millions join the theme, I will sing.

And when from death I’m free, I’ll sing on, I’ll sing on;
And when from death I’m free, I’ll sing on.
And when from death I’m free, I’ll sing and joyful be;
And through eternity, I’ll sing on, I’ll sing on;
And through eternity, I’ll sing on.

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