Rain

Today a random rain storm blew threw our town. In a moment, the heavens seemed to open up and let it's rain pour out. The drops were heavy and beautiful. They looked like flood waters rushing down. I was at work, walking kindergartners through the hallway during the densest part of the downpour. The rain sounded as a roaring drum roll on our one story building. Each child stared out the doors and windows at the rain as we passed by. Their other teacher, leading the way, scolded "Come on, you've all seen rain before! Keep walking!" But I couldn't stop looking at it either. Yes, I have seen rain. I have played in heavy summer rains. I have wished away many a rainstorm. But today I couldn't stop looking at it. The rain was beautiful. I was mesmerized by the magnitude of water falling on the ground. The big drops of water were so pure and mighty. I felt like a child staring out into the courtyard. But I realized that it was OK. I have the heart of a child. I see simple things that God has created and I wonder at them. God gives us those moments of beauty where He wants us to marvel at His creation like a small child. It's simple and complex at the same time. God is glorified through it all.