We prayed for rain. It's raining.
Are you kidding me? Yesterday afternoon I was talking to someone about how crazy dry it is and it dawned on me for the first time that I should pray about it. I prayed that it would rain.
This morning, I woke up and checked the weather. Same song, different verse. My iphone told me there was a 0% chance of rain today and pretty much for the week. Oh well, I thought.
Next, my son and I went for a bike ride on the Katy Trail. It was only 100 degrees. We were fine. It felt good to get out and work up a good sweat. On the way back we noticed a few clouds and I started singing songs about rain. Conner laughed. I sang "Let it Rain" and I meant it.
As we got back to the car I had a text from Kristy, my wife. "Praise the Lord" she wrote, "it's raining." I called her. She said there had been like a single dark cloud over our house and she prayed it would rain and it started raining for a bit but not that much. A little later it started pouring down like a monsoon, she said, and it has been raining off and on at our house now for about two hours. There is standing water in my garden. We have received several inches, I'd say. The rain has been very heavy at times.
We prayed for rain. It's raining.
