I Love A Rainy Day

A Sunday brunch with friends in a get together after church warmed my soul on this cool, rainy day. Laughter and good conversation with folks we love... I'm sure gonna miss that! Oh, I know there'll be new friends in a new church, but I'll still miss these dear ones and the good times here.

Isn't it good, though, that love is like the widow's oil in one of my favorite Old Testament stories... it never runs out. So, when we go to Florida and fall in love with the folks down there, it won't mean we love these California folks any less, or the Alabama and Colorado folks we loved before coming here and still love just as much as ever. Come to think of it, love is a pretty amazing thing, don't you think?

Do you recall the old song, "Singing in the Rain?" I always liked that. I think it says a lot more than the surface sentiment would have us believe. It's not just about the happy, carefree falling in love experience... It goes much deeper, more toward the "peace in the storm" sort of joy. So, why all this rain talk? Well, Richard and I took a walk this afternoon and it began to rain. Not a downpour, just a nice, gentle rain, so we walked on in it. Just being together felt good. There's no deep statement here, just a soft thought about a rainy afternoon in California.

I didn't get my blog done early today as I had intended. I took a nap. I took a rainy walk. Richard and I sat on the couch and talked about our future. By five, my brain was jelly and I had to shut down a while. Later, I had a long phone talk with our oldest daughter... a pleasant afternoon and evening. The dogs and I stood out in the rain and watched the empty street for a while. Rainy air smells so good.

Now the husband and pets are all asleep and I, too, am being beckoned to the Land of Nod... It's still raining. I wish I were in a tin building so I could drift off to sleep to the soothing sounds of rain on the roof.