wow and rain

I love God. In case you didn't realize that. It always seems to be when I'm the most exhausted that He gives me the most strength. Self-pity starts taking hold, I start to become fed-up with being so over-worked, I become bitter with the world and what it is becoming, then He shows me something that completely changes how I think about the world at the moment.

Usually these moment-changing experiences are people who pop into and out of my life just to redirect me, to show that I am not alone, that I am loved and wanted. Sometimes it's all I can do to contain my excitement about being in love with God.

Today was another dreary April day in Oregon, complete with the expected rain/sun/showers rotating through the area every hour. As I was walking back from watching some school presentations, I began thinking about my life: friends, acquaintances, school, the future. Then it began to rain (not unexpected). It was one of those rains that you know is meant just for your enjoyment, water that sinks deep into your pores and reaches your innermost person and changes the entire day for you. One of those types of rains. When I got home, I was tired from thinking about everything in my life, but felt strong from that rain. The rest of the day was hard and tiresome, but the little things (like studying until delirium sets in, exchanging goofy emails) were so much better because of the rain.

It's hard to describe how I felt today (well, yesterday really). Relieved, stressed, blessed, peaceful, content, uneasy. But it was one of the feelings that lasts all day and you can't help but glow from the inside out. God is spectacular.