Today,
I’m participating in this week’s Five Minute Friday writing challenge. If you like to write or need
some inspiration and encouragement be sure to check it out.
Today
word prompt: Rain
After
living in Southern California, that has experienced drought for many years, I’m
always grateful for rain.
We
moved to Texas in 2014 I was excited, in part, because Texas wasn’t in a
drought. I remember the first time we
got rain after moving here. I was
shopping at Hobby Lobby up in Flower Mound and when I came out to my car there
were huge dark storm clouds on the horizon.
I made a B-line for home, which at the time was temporary housing in
Irving. I made it home before the rain
started...then it proceeded to pour down rain.
I felt like a little kid excited over the storm.
I
would be hard pressed to tell you the last time we had rain in California in
the years before we left. I’m sure there
was some…but it was very little and nothing like the thunderstorms that kick up
here in Texas.
There
is nothing quite like driving as a storm rolls in and watching the huge bolts
of lightning light up the sky one right after another.
Or
laying in bed and hearing a loud clap of rolling thunder that makes me jump.
Or
driving down the road and sheets of rain blanket the car and I can hardly see
five feet in front of me.
Today,
as I sit here and write about rain, it’s raining and I give God thanks and
praise for the rain. Rain that refreshes
our garden…waters the dry cracked ground.
Rain that will cool down the hot temps.
I’m ever so grateful for rain.
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