bring the rain

It's raining. I guess this is the first time it's rained in the 12 days I've been in Georgia. Maybe not. It's the first time I remember it raining in the 12 days I've been in Georgia. I guess with the drought and all.... I didn't so much *notice* that it had not rained... but it seems like it hasn't. I've just been soaking up the perfect fall weather and not thinking about rain.

The blog I recommended last night, Bring the Rain, is named after a Christian song that I love.

"Bring The Rain"
I can count a million times
People asking me how I
Can praise You with all that I've gone through
The question just amazes me
Can circumstances possibly
Change who I forever am in You
Maybe since my life was changed
Long before these rainy days
It's never really ever crossed my mind
To turn my back on you, oh Lord
My only shelter from the storm
But instead I draw closer through these times
So I pray

Bring me joy, bring me peace
Bring the chance to be free
Bring me anything that brings You glory
And I know there'll be days
When this life brings me pain
But if that's what it takes to praise You
Jesus, bring the rain

I am Yours regardless of
The dark clouds that may loom above
Because You are much greater than my pain
You who made a way for me
By suffering Your destiny
So tell me what's a little rain
So I pray

Holy, holy, holy
Is the Lord God Almighty

I read the blog about Audrey Caroline last night and was so encouraged by the faith of her mother. I am acutely aware that suffering brings a unique opportunity for us to demonstrate our faith for those around us. Like the old saying, "Christians are like teabags - their real strength comes out in hot water". I pray that my suffering is for His Glory and I pray that there will be someone encouraged by my story.

I also pray for my husband.

Today Austin starts school here, in what I pray will be his LAST school change until he graduates. He has been in six schools in the past five years. That is simply not fair. I'm waiting until daylight to take him as I still get a little bit turned around, even in this small town! There are four options leading off the town square and I always end up taking the wrong road. But the good thing... the really good thing... is that I can always turn around and go back to the right road. The further I travel down that wrong road, the longer it takes to get back and get where I'm going... but it's never too late.

It's never too late.