I can hear the soft noise of the rain and it makes me feel cozy, comfy and real. I somehow feel like this is the Lord's way of centering me - keeping me down in reality. You can do this.
I needed to feel this grounding so badly. I felt like I was floating, anxiety-ridden, just above where I really wanted to be - grounded and really focused. Focused on my home, on my children, on my own well-being.
The rain is telling me all is well. We will have renewal, we will have rebirth. I will be weighted down by the loving and comforting drops, only to be able to fly.
Please, I beg you, give me the means to grow from this season, allow me the humility to accept the weight of your love, that I may become ever the stronger to be the mama, be the wife, be the friend, be it all in the capacity that grace gives me. Make me ever the stronger to fly.