Today, I’m participating in this week’s Five Minute Friday writing challenge. If you like to write or need some inspiration and encouragement be sure to check it out.
Today word prompt: Rain
After living in Southern California, that has experienced drought for many years, I’m always grateful for rain.
We moved to Texas in 2014 I was excited, in part, because Texas wasn’t in a drought. I remember the first time we got rain after moving here. I was shopping at Hobby Lobby up in Flower Mound and when I came out to my car there were huge dark storm clouds on the horizon. I made a B-line for home, which at the time was temporary housing in Irving. I made it home before the rain started…then it proceeded to pour down rain. I felt like a little kid excited over the storm.
I would be hard pressed to tell you the last time we had rain in California in the years before we left. I’m sure there was some…but it was very little and nothing like the thunderstorms that kick up here in Texas.
There is nothing quite like driving as a storm rolls in and watching the huge bolts of lightning light up the sky one right after another.
Or laying in bed and hearing a loud clap of rolling thunder that makes me jump.
Or driving down the road and sheets of rain blanket the car and I can hardly see five feet in front of me.
Today, as I sit here and write about rain, it’s raining and I give God thanks and praise for the rain. Rain that refreshes our garden…waters the dry cracked ground. Rain that will cool down the hot temps. I’m ever so grateful for rain.