I am not sure what time it started... but at 6 am when my phone sounded with this morning's wake up call the sound of rain drops and rolling thunder in the distance made me smile. A rainy Monday.
I am thankful I made coffee last night and packed the kids lunch boxes so I could snuggle in and enjoy sound for a few more minutes... the house was quite.
It does rain in the desert, contrary to what the harsh unforgiving landscape says... but it doesn't usually rain like its been today. Steady for more than 6 hours followed by bursts of waterfall moments.
I've taken breaks to look out the back window, a river runs through it...
I am thankful I made coffee last night and packed the kids lunch boxes so I could snuggle in and enjoy sound for a few more minutes... the house was quite.
It does rain in the desert, contrary to what the harsh unforgiving landscape says... but it doesn't usually rain like its been today. Steady for more than 6 hours followed by bursts of waterfall moments.
I've taken breaks to look out the back window, a river runs through it...
As it died down about an hour ago a decided a walk was needed... barefoot. I stood in puddles in the street... I walked down the side walk to the creek which divides the neighborhood and found it flowing bank to bank.
These are the days... there is a chill in the air, which will only hang around for a moment... Long enough though to yearn for fall...
In this moment, tasks have taken a back seat, the to-do list is still there... it will be waiting for sure... but sometimes you just have to marvel in it all... to stand in the puddles to walk bear feet in the dirt, to find hidden treasures along your path...
These are the days... there is a chill in the air, which will only hang around for a moment... Long enough though to yearn for fall...
In this moment, tasks have taken a back seat, the to-do list is still there... it will be waiting for sure... but sometimes you just have to marvel in it all... to stand in the puddles to walk bear feet in the dirt, to find hidden treasures along your path...
But I cannot help myself... On days like this the desert is a little more bearable. The smells of the trees and bushes wet with rain... renewing the landscape.
Sometimes you have to get off the path... a very wise, strong little girl said that to her momma recently and in this season it's sort of stuck with me...
You cannot always take the easy path... or you'll miss some good stuff along the way... Like the water beyond the weeds.
You cannot always take the easy path... or you'll miss some good stuff along the way... Like the water beyond the weeds.
Titus 3:5 Not by works of righteousness which we have done, but according to his mercy he saved us, by the washing of regeneration, and renewing of the Holy Spirit.
School has just let out and with the doors and windows open wide I hear the joyful noise of children running to the wash... no doubt jumping in puddles too. Cut through the silence of the street I just walked down. No doubt they will miss the random beauty I came across and for sure they're not seeking a deeper meaning...
| Psalm 23:3 He restores my soul; He guides me in the paths of righteousness for His name's sake. |  |
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