As I sit here this morning at Dominican Joe’s, I can look out the front window and watch the rain fall down. The day is a slick silver gray with it’s own rhythm and melody and I am thankful, as I should be, for the rain that we have needed for so long. It needs to continue, despite the disruption that it represents, it’s been a long dry spell.
Thinking about the drought, I wonder what it takes to end one. How much rain is enough rain? How much do we need to restore us to a green spring, when the time is full for vernal awakening? Then I think about church; our church. What will make us grow? What kind of rain is needed to make us grow? Is it a question of rain? What do we need to do? What is God waiting for? Pray for rain.