Many people love the rain. Somehow they find it calming and rejuvenating at the same time. I’ve never been this way. Rain has always brought my energy down, making me want to snuggle on the couch and read or watch a movie or even write. I look out the window and I sigh for I only see the dark gray drab of the world outside. I look out and wish the sun would shine and warm the earth so I won’t feel stuck.
But then, perhaps this is God telling me I need to stop and relax. I don’t need to feel compelled to be constantly on the move. I don’t need to constantly be doing something. And it’s nice to be able to relax, read and basically do nothing. But if given the choice, I wouldn’t choose the rain.