Last week, while sitting on my "porch of praise" I was blessed by a big, loud, blowing thunderstorm.
80. Rain, pouring down, sweeping in sheets across the avenue, darkening the sky, but brightening my day.
I love thunderstorms.
I love thunderstorms.
81. Thunder-- rolling, rumbling, crashing, electrifying the sky.
It is beautiful and powerful and awesome~
Just like the Lord God Almighty!
82. Curb-side creeks flowing down, washing clean the streets and sidewalks.
83. Rain pitter-patter pounding, soaking flowers, fruits and veggies, bring life to dry ground.
84. The fragrance of rain-washed freshness, fills my heart and lifts the spirit to the all powerful~
Creator God
Who rains down all good gifts
Onto all His children
Simply
Because
He loves us.
And just when you think it's all over
Ka-BOOM!
One last shout-out from God, it's the Rain-giver's exclamation point.
Thank you, Lord, for these showers of blessing! All creation is telling Your glory.
