I remember how some rainy days we would get to our history class and someone would complain about the wet weather and my teacher would tell us that rainy days were some of his favorite. For some reason, that has stuck with me. Some days I can really like the rain, some day, I really don't but most of the time I don't even think about it. I'm usually not paying enough attention to know whether I like it or not. Today, as I battle feeling really low, I was planning to go out to a little park I know. It's one of those hidden parks that not a lot of people know about, but is very beautiful and quiet. It's also unexpectedly large. I was very disappointed when I learned it was going to rain.
I ended up having to go out later to return a book to the university. I stopped for coffee on the way back and allowed myself to sit in Starbucks just sitting, drinking my coffee, and relaxing. When I came out it was raining, but it was so pretty. Soft rain falling down, making everything misty and peaceful, warm and cool all at once. When I got back home, I went up to room, where I'd left my window open. My room smelled like the beautiful rain outside and now I'm lying on my bed listening to the rain fall outside my window. It's beautiful! I'm sure there will be times when I wonder why I love rain, why I'm thankful for it, but I am. I am thankful
- for the smell of rain coming in through the open window
- for the peaceful sound of falling rain
- that I got the laundry that's been sitting in my basket for months put away
- for coffee
- for surprises (this is one I know I will not always be thankful for)
- for music that matches my quiet mood
- for a (mostly) quiet day at home
- that I'm at peace right now
- that God made rain and all of the world
- for flowers and gardens and parks and everything beautiful
- for changing plans
- that I can't do everything
- for an upcoming trip to Louisville
- for chirping birds
- for wet grass
- for candles and tea lights
- for comfortable chairs and books
- for cinnamon sugar almonds
- for quiet smiles and people who care
The little things often make the most difference. Prepare to be astonished by the ordinary.
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