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Current mood:  contemplative
Well, it's raining... and it's been raining for a while now. It's cold and it's wet... and I am short so my pants tend to drag on the ground when I walk... as a result, my legs are drenched up to mid-calf. Ugh!
Am I complaining? It sure sounds like it huh? but the answer is "no". I honestly love it!
Honestly, Nothing transforms me into more of a cuddle bug than rainy weather :) I love being cold and wrapping myself up in a big cozy blanket... I love the cravings I get for tomato soup and grilled cheese that seem to grow in synch with the puddles outside. I love the unexplainable drive for me to dim the lights in exchange for the illumination of a single candle. I love the familiarity and perfect musical symmetry of turning on Nora Jones' "Come Away with Me" and falling asleep to the lulling sound of raindrops percussing the earth. But most of all I love the lessons God teaches me in when it rains.
Saturday night I was over at Kelsey and Britt's apartment (the usual for most weekends) and I was getting ready to go to sleep... it was probably around 1:30am before I finally got nuzzled into bed... and that's when I heard it. Rain. That beautiful and peaceful God sent lullaby.
I already had my blankets, and a big smile on my face... I was good to go, and ready to slip gently into my la-la dream land.
But this is NOT what happened. With every drip and every drop, I seemed to be violently shaken from my sleep. I was unsure at the time if this temporary insomniac sensation was purely a result of the boisterous storm, but I later realized it was an inward stirring of the Holy Spirit. I tossed and I turned for about an hour. As a result, I tumultuously exhausted myself, yet still NO SLEEP...
"Why?!" I found myself asking..."Why can't I fall asleep?...I am exhausted!", "What's keeping me up? It can't be the rain, I love the rain"... listening to the rain is like taking Tylenol PM to me!!! "Nobody is even here, so who is keeping me up?"
Uhuh... there's the ticket...the question is the "who"... I remembered Samuel... He had a similar situation in 1 Samuel 3:1-10. So after my wrestling i finally whispered, "speak, for your servant is listening."
NO i did not have a world-wide affective prophetic epiphany like Samuel, however it was in THAT time that God chose to speak to MY heart. He revealed to me through each individual rain drop, and each "plop" it made on the gravel outside my window, the hundreds of individuals in my life that I need to be more dedicated to. My friends! My family! My co-workers! My academic peers! My professors! My pastor's! My leaders! My heroes! My brothers and sisters in Christ! My friends that don't believe! I care deeply about you and can now honestly say I have lost sleep over you! I want to see you succeed! I want to see your faith increase! Know that you are in my prayers. Know that when I smile, that smile is for YOU! Know that when you speak to me, I am listening, and I will hold your confidence close to my heart. Each of you is a blessing to me, and I love you!
That night, I was FINALLY silent, I had no where else to be and absolutely nothing else to distract me... God was determined to get my attention and He did.... I LOVE THE RAIN!
1:02 AM
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