…..stormy days

It has rained, and poured, and stormed for days now.

I like the sound of rain on the roof. I do not like the looks of a tornado about to hit as people are crowding the lobby before services.

I like wearing my rain boots through puddles. I do not like getting my teal boots muddy.

I like the rare Monday off coupled with rain.

It has forced me to think and really weigh if I want to leave the house today – which made the few hours I spent working out and chatting with a friend over salad extra special.

The rain makes music feel more powerful – I don’t know why. Maybe it’s b/c it fuels the mood like sun and clouds do. It’s been great today to read, write, talk with a friend over a talk I am struggling to write and rest – with a great playlist in the background.

I am thankful that our landlords finally fixed the leak in our bathroom – it make the rain much easier to deal with.

I’m thankful my windshield wipers work.

I’m thankful for the internet and being able to find some creative recipes to use what food we have so I don’t have to leave the house to go to the store.

I’m thankful to have the house to myself today, the quiet of my room, the distant rumble of thunder, a variety of books to read, and discovering hope. Hope that the talk will come together. Hope that I’m learning to grasp what hope is even about and seeing the practicality of owning it in my life.

Stormy days almost force reflection for me. Maybe it’s the fear of the storm that heightens my insides, the subdued feel the rain emits or the combination of the two that make me think. And today I’m just really thankful for where I am, how I got here and the grace that has been offered to me.

I think today has been great – getting to spend my rainy day reading, writing, music, working out, food, lots of moments to stop and rest and just chat with Jesus – no forced spillage of the guts or methodical studying – just pauses and glances with a good friend.

How do you like to spend your rainy days?

What’s on your rainy week playlist?

…..stormy days

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  1. Dad says:

    All this from someone who as a young girl was terrified of storms. Hope, grace, Jesus, better than a storm alert radio.

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