First Rain

The overwhelming smell of rain hit me as I woke up from an afternoon nap today. The first rain of the year, moistening everything in sight, as a blanket of joy soaking anything that seemed a little thirsty. I couldn't be happier about this weather to say the least. The song I once sang in my childhood days... "Rain, Rain, go away, come again another day..." is one I wouldn't be caught singing now. Something about it gives me such peace. So many thoughts of life are wading through my mind: the stresses of tests are tugging at my skin, the longing for the ones I miss are pulling my heart strings in all directions, the unsettled feeling of living in an environment where I don't feel I belong anymore. All things that I don't have peace about within my soul, but as I smell that sweet aroma of God's gift from the sky, I couldn't be more content. Everything is going to be drenched with this peace soon enough, I know. Until then I will stay in bed sniffing and smiling as my window is wide open, and the sounds of droplets hitting the ledge lull me back to sleep.