Fragments of a Rainy Day

It's Wednesday night, sitting on my bed without makeup on.  From here I can feel the cold air from the window across the room.  Mom always closes the window at night.  I like to listen to the sounds it makes when it rains, so I wait until she falls asleep to open it again.

Had the day off today, the house was empty by the time I woke up.  My cold is getting worse.  Felt tired so I mozed around and organized for a bit.  Usually you can tell the day is passing when the light starts shifting across the windows.  Today it was cloudy, so I couldn't read the time.  Went outside to take some photos of the wet pavement, then it started drizzling so I ran back inside.  The house was quiet, empty, but peaceful.  Fell asleep with a book then woke up shivering to the pitter patter.  Laid in bed listening to the rain falling, and lost track of the time.

I remember the last time it rained this much.  The streets flooded so bad they had to close the one to our apartment for a bit.  I miss the apartment with Kat.  I miss our little room, the warm glow of the Christmas lights on her face as we stayed up late talking about the silly things, then the more important things, on our minds and hearts.  Never a moment wasted with her.    

God is so good!  In the moment right before the seemingly impossible, the unbearable, He has always come to my rescue.  What stands in the way of you and our God?  What is of Him, and what is not?  Seek wholeheartedly, and you will find Him.

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Jeremiah 29:13