Summer "blews"

I really hate to hear people complain about the rain. I know it messes up our plans. It keeps us inside we want to go outside. It spoils vacations, parades, baseball games, picnics and play dates. It never comes when we want it to but instead it rains when its the last thing in the world we want. When we see the storm clouds approaching we almost get a sense of irritation. Why is that? The storm comes and it rains and rains and rains. All we can do is watch from inside. "Stupid rain! I wanted to play basketball." "Oh man, its raining again! I was gonna take the kids to the park." "Great! I guess I'll be mowing the lawn Saturday." What an inconvenience the Lord has put upon us with this horrible thing called rain. I wish it would never rain again. So we sit and complain and try to figure out what we will do while its raining and try to figure out when we can do whatever it was that the rain made us put off. We hate the rain. Its doesn't make anything easy. We have to juggle our schedules, re-route everything that we had planned, make phone calls to people to try to re plan the events that were rained out. Oh how we hate the rain. What a dreary day. They say that people who suffer from depression are far more depressed when the sun isn't shining. We certainly understand that. After all, we don't suffer from depression and we feel very "blah" when its raining. We hate the rain. All it creates is problems. Everything gets wet and muddy. People drag mud and filth into the house when it rains. It ruins our hair. We have to run into the store and run back out of the store. It soaks our clothes. It soaks our shoes. We often have to change clothes, especially if we get caught in a heavy rain. We hate the rain. What good is it? You cant play outside. You cant eat outside. You cant enjoy the sunshine. You cant wash your car. You cant, you cant, you cant. WAH, WAH, WAH!!!! You see, I've come to realize something. When the rain is ruining our day and nothing good seems to come out of it, it is then that God is doing his most beautiful work. It is while the rain is coming down that the Lord is feeding his most beautiful flowers. Without the rain, the flowers die. Without the rain, the grass dies. Without the rain, everything dies. Without the rain, we too, would eventually die. God has a reason for every storm and every rain drop that falls in our lives. We would do well to remember that. If God doesn't let the rain fall, we will never see all of His beauty after the storms have passed. I love the rain. It may be an inconvenience while its happening but how much beauty and growth is experienced after the rain stops. The next time you feel like complaining about the rain, remember one thing, God is making something beautiful. Will you let Him?


LW