Grateful for the rain...

Tonight my daughter flew in from Illinois. It has been a brutal winter for her...snow and cold for weeks on end. For an Oregon girl, the lack of rain and green has been difficult.

Rain...cleansing the air and the ground, bringing a sense of newness.

Sometimes our spirit needs to be renewed, refreshed.

Water falling from the sky, washing over us, cleaning the filth of the world off, leaving a clean fresh canvas.

This clean canvas, washed by the rain, will be where we paint the picture of the life we desire.

Rain...fresh, clean, beautiful...

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