rain down.

Holy, Holy is the Lord
Holy, Holy is the Lord

Rain down Your love on us
Rain down Your grace and cover me
Rain down Your love on us
Rain down Your love
Rain down Your peace

Holy, Holy is the Lord
Holy, Holy is the Lord
--David Crowder, 'Rain Down'--

Oh how badly I needed the rain today. It has been really nice here, but today it rained. At first I was so annoyed at the inconvience it caused me [I was just SO far from my dorm..and my bookbag got WET...and it was all just so selfish of me...]. I was mad that on a day that I had so much homework to do I couldn't even do it outside. I was mad that it meant I would have to go to my room, soaked, and change. I was just thinking of nothing but the inconvience it caused ME. What about the girl who was carrying her laptop in her purse that wasn't even able to close? What about the guy I saw in a obviously nice pair of shoes and pants/tie/shirt combo who walked WAY farther then me? What about the teacher I passed carrying a folder of now soaked papers because he didn't have a bag to seal them in? It was through these few people I saw the sinfulness of my heart. It was through seeing the sinfulness of my heart, God jumped right in to show me His meaning of the rain. It was to show me how cleansed my sins are. It was to show me that things aren't always going to be bright, but that it's promised the good will come again. It was a promise that if it wouldn't have rained today, the beauty of fall wouldn't be complete. The rain today was to show me how much He cares. For me by convicting me. For His people by His creation. How it struck me in these moments of walking back to my dorm, that His grace and love and mercy and kindess rains on me EVERYDAY. It never ceases. In my sinfulness, His forgiveness rains down and allows me to begin each day new. It's all so underserving. And I thought that I in some way didn't deserve to get wet today?!? How selfish I am...and how loving and merciful and kind He is.

Oh I am so thankful today for the rain.

We can feel the rains of Your love,
We can feel the winds of Your spirit,
Now the heartbeat of Heaven led us here.

Let it rain,
let it rain,
let it rain,
open the floodgates of Heaven
and let it rain.