Rainy Days and Mondays

A double whammy today. A rainy Monday. To most people this would be a recipe for a terrible day. Not for me. I love the rain. There's something about it that just cleanses the soul. It's beautiful, mysterious, and musical. The feeling of rain hitting your bare skin cannot be replaced by anything else. The smell, the taste, and the way it glistens when light hits it blows still blows my mind.

Rain makes things grow,and without it, we could not survive. We need rain to wash all the dirt of this world away, to make our hearts grow. This is a healing rain that only Jesus can send. He washes my soul clean. He takes away my pain. He loves me no matter what. Men will fail you, but Jesus never will. We see his promises in the rain, the sun, the wind, and of course rainbows. What is more beautiful that God fulfilling his promises to you daily? Nothing. This song is what comes to mind when I see or hear the rain.

Healing rain is coming down
It's coming nearer to this old town
Rich and poor, weak and strong
It's bringing mercy, it won't be long

Healing rain is coming down
It's coming closer to the lost and found
Tears of joy, and tears of shame
Are washed forever in Jesus' name

Healing rain, it comes with fire
So let it fall and take us higher
Healing rain, I'm not afraid
To be washed in Heaven's rain

Lift your heads, let us return
To the mercy seat where time began
And in your eyes, I see the pain
Come soak this dry heart with healing rain

And only You, the Son of man
Can take a leper and let him stand
So lift your hands, they can be held
By someone greater, the great I Am

Healing rain, it comes with fire
So let it fall and take us higher
Healing rain, I'm not afraid
To be washed in Heaven's rain

To be washed in Heaven's rain...

Healing rain is falling down
Healing rain is falling down
I'm not afraid
I'm not afraid...