Walking in the rain.

Though tempted to stay inside where it is warm, cozy and dry, I forced myself out for a walk this morning. The sprinkles turned to rain drops rather quickly and I found myself rushing to get home. I was prepared to get wet, so why was I in such a hurry? Another walker came along and reminded me that this day is beautiful and perfect for a walk. His point: It's all in how you look at it. So, I slowed my pace, enjoyed the rain on my face and listened to my music. Not long after, I realized that this was just what I needed. To see and smell the rain washing everything clean, just as God's grace washes over me and cleanses me daily. With each drop I felt as if they were kisses from above, reminding me that He is right here with me, through rain or shine, lovingly leading me. I forgot just how much I love walking in the rain.