The title of this post could be deceiving, because I am not referring to one of those days where it's raining and you are really depressed because everything seems to be going wrong, no, it's just raining...
No wait...
that's a lie.
It's absolutely pouring. Like if I ever was tempted to doubt God's promise to Noah, it'd be right now.
I've never experienced rain like this before in my life. I went from my house, where the skies were clear, to my soccer game, where I got out of my car and was instantaneously drenched from head to toe. My rain coat says "Hyper-Dri" on the sleeve and I was hyper-wet. Also, because it is Saskatchewan, it was windy. One guy on the other team came with an umbrella and I almost had to laugh as I watched him struggle to close it after the wind took it away and he no longer had use for it (I also had to laugh because he offered to let me under the umbrella later even though it was obviously too late, but I appreciated it). :)
We didn't play soccer today. Although I wish we had, because I was soaked anyways. After ten minutes I could feel my toes starting to prune, which is not the most pleasant feeling I'll admit. But am I complaining about the rain? No.
My Dad challenged me the last time it was raining to be positive about it because it brings life. We dare complain about something that we need to survive. I mean, we are called to have attitudes of thankfulness at all times. (Colossians 3:16-17) So I am choosing to be thankful for the rain and also praying that it would stop soon ;).
No wait...
that's a lie.
It's absolutely pouring. Like if I ever was tempted to doubt God's promise to Noah, it'd be right now.
I've never experienced rain like this before in my life. I went from my house, where the skies were clear, to my soccer game, where I got out of my car and was instantaneously drenched from head to toe. My rain coat says "Hyper-Dri" on the sleeve and I was hyper-wet. Also, because it is Saskatchewan, it was windy. One guy on the other team came with an umbrella and I almost had to laugh as I watched him struggle to close it after the wind took it away and he no longer had use for it (I also had to laugh because he offered to let me under the umbrella later even though it was obviously too late, but I appreciated it). :)
We didn't play soccer today. Although I wish we had, because I was soaked anyways. After ten minutes I could feel my toes starting to prune, which is not the most pleasant feeling I'll admit. But am I complaining about the rain? No.
My Dad challenged me the last time it was raining to be positive about it because it brings life. We dare complain about something that we need to survive. I mean, we are called to have attitudes of thankfulness at all times. (Colossians 3:16-17) So I am choosing to be thankful for the rain and also praying that it would stop soon ;).