It finally stopped raining today.
I clearly hear the birds singing as they reconstruct their home.
The cool breeze gently touches my sweat laden brows.
The green grass tickles my ankles as they slowly reach for the warmth of the shy sunshine.
The world after the rain seems to be reborn.
Everything is fresh.
Everything is new.
Hope springs.
Yet I still hold on to you.
You who stayed with me in the bleakness of the rainy days…
There were times when the rain turned into angry thunderstorms.
And when the wind blew hard trying to tear me away from your grip…
You held me tighter and closer.
You stayed with me like an anchor to a ship.
You placed me where I should be; under your comfort and your protection.
Under your unfailing love…
Sometimes it will take a storm to realize where true peace could be found.
Sometimes it requires a downpour to wash away the cloud of darkness that hovers around.
For when it rain, when tears pour and we’re broken it is when your blessings abound.
Now after the rain, I’d like to stay where you want me to be…
Clinging to you and your fresh mercy and grace.
Nothing in my hands I bring but praise after the rain!
