Sunday, August 19, 2012


From Blog12

The rain is washing trees and air--
Steady,cleansing, like a prayer.
It washes all the grime away--
Freshing, healing, life today.

The thunder beats its big bass drum--
Rumble, rumble, more to come.
The rain renews the steady beat.
Crops will grow. Yes, folks will eat.

A crash of cymbals joins the sound.
Rolling waves of rain come down.
Now thunder starts to call retreat.
Rain's still steady, strong, complete.

He covers the heavens with clouds;
he prepares rain for the earth;
he makes grass grow on the hills.
(Psalm 147:8 ESV)

1 comment:

dfish said...

While it has rained around us, we still haven't had a significant rain, since last fall. The blessings you describe are something even the most ungodly are looking forward to.