And after a long period of drought, it rained.

I have the door open as I write…..The birds are singing, the thunder is now distant, the trees are still gently blowing, and it is a glorious way to start the morning!

We’ve had weeks of over 100 degree weather. In fact, we really didn’t even have a Spring. Late cold weather turned to blazing hot…..without rain to save the scorched earth. A few times rain fell all around our little town…..but we received not a drop. Thoughts among the locals were heavy and hopes were lost.

I lay awake last night, hearing the distant storm….praying it wouldn’t pass our town again. What a beautiful reminder that “the steadfast love of the Lord never ceases, and His mercy never comes to an end. They are new every morning.”