Literally and figuratively.
I love the rain. And living up in the treetops brings a great perspective. The birds take shelter in the branches of the tree. Some fly close by, looking for a better hiding place. Today we’re getting the rain in scattered showers. It comes and goes…
Some people don’t care much for rain, allowing the mood caused by the lack of sunshine to take precedence. I can get caught up in that feeling if too many days of rain come in a row…
But today, I’ve been thinking how rain symbolizes cleansing…a washing away of the old, and starting new. Like any symbol of water, it denotes a spiritual awakening. Being caught in the rain means letting life in. Rain naturally cleans, refreshes, and brings life-giving moisture.
Remember that old 70’s song, “Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head” —
A little bit of wording needs to be changed for this song to fit my thoughts:
“I did me some talkin’ to the Son…And I said I do so like the way He gets things done…Never sleepin’ on the job…Those raindrops are falling on my head, they keep falling (blessings poured out on our heads)
The blues that come to meet me won’t defeat me…It won’t be long ’til happiness steps up to greet me…but I’m never gonna stop the rain by complainin’…I’ve been set free…Nothin’s worryin’ me…”
Reminds me of these truths:
Who the Son sets free is free indeed.
“If you only knew the gift God has for you and who I am,
You would ask Me, and I would give you living water.”
“Repent, then, and turn to God, so that your sins may be wiped out,
that times of refreshing may come from the Lord”
And just for fun: