rain, rain, rain

i glance out the window. there's nothing but rain. pounding. pouring. will it ever stop? i don't know. i sigh, and glance at the computer screen. what should i write? what should i say? how can i express myself? thoughts are jumbled in my mind. rain. rain. rain. it pours. it pounds. it keeps on going, seeming forever. at least a day, it's been. rain. will you ever stop?

Yes, we're being invaded by rain. It's been raining since at least yesterday. Just raining. On and on. I hope it stops soon. Not that I don't like rain. It's just... too much is too much, you know? What if keeps on raining into the next day? And the day after that? It makes me kind of stop to think about it. It makes me kind of wish for the happy blue skies and warm summer days.

Last night I dreamed up parts of what I remember was the most amazing story. Unfortunately, I don't remember what they were. How annoying is that?! Anyway, I think it had something to do with hopping on a motorcycle/vehicle/something like that. Anyway, hopefully God will help me to remember it.

This morning in my devotional, I was reading in Matthew, the chapter that talks about Jesus feeding the ten thousand. And I found out two rather interesting things. First off, John the Baptist had just died. I remember in my Bible it said something along the lines of, "Upon hearing this, Jesus went into a boat." And then when he landed, he was compelled with pity for the people that met them there, so he healed a whole bunch of them, and then that's when the five thousand happened. Except for I found out that that was only the men. It said and women and children, too. So that means that there was more then five thousand people that He fed. Isn't that amazing?!

God bless||loving rain for awhile

~Storyteller