Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Praying in the Rain

I woke up to the sound of rain on the eaves this morning.  It's a "soft day", as we used to say, of mist and drizzle.  Perfect spring weather to wash away the grit of end-of-winter, and to encourage the crocuses, snowdrops and other early flowers.

Give thanks for this gentle rain and pray for those for whom it is a hardship.  Give thanks for God's mercy "which droppeth like the gentle rain", to quote Mr. Shakespeare.


  1. Rainy days give me pause to thank God for nourishing us with the water that refreshes and reminds me of the waters of the flood and the chaos of destruction. And brings to mind childhood memories of sitting at the window watching the leaves float down the street, carried away by the current.

  2. A rainy day, especially on the day before St. Patrick's Day, is a grand accompanyment to making a great big pot of Potato Leek Soup (even if I'm using a French recipe, and not an Irish one. Don't tell).