I love days like these.
The fanfare of thunder echoing in the skies, as a mere introduction to the inevitable rain.
And when it pours, boy, does it pour.
And gloriously I might add.
As the dark clouds act as a backdrop to the showcase of mother nature's light show.
As animals and humans alike scramble for shelter.
As the rain beats down mercilessly on everyone, and everything. On criminals, on politicians. On priests and drug addicts.
The rain persists, drenching us, as if cleansing us of all our defects.
And here I am, in awe.
In awe of the magnificence of the rain, in awe of the God who created this beauty.
In awe, I am still.
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