Rain

As I sat in the car today with Kylee and Jude the rain made beautiful music all around us. Rain.
The last month has been extremely difficult for me and the storm that surrounded me was oppressive and overwhelming. Losing my Grandpa Hans...having no assurance of his salvation...watching him suffer in his last hours on this earth...it was one of the most difficult and trying seasons I have endured thus far in my life. And yet God's word reminds me;
There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven: a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build, a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance, a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, a time to embrace and a time to refrain, a time to search and a time to give up, a time to keep and a time to throw away, a time to tear and a time to mend, a time be silent and a time to speak, a time to love ad a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace. What does the worker gain from his toil? I have seen the burden God has laid on men. He has made everything beautiful it its time. He has also set eternity in the hearts of men; yet they cannot fathom what God has done from beginning to end. Ecclesiastes 3:1-11
I cannot fathom all that God has done. I cannot fathom all God will do. In this moment all I can do is trust Him. My unanswered questions will most likely remain unanswered until the glorious day I see Jesus face to face. Today, today, I allow the love of God to wash over me as those raindrops that crashed all around us, surrounding us with such a beautiful music, wash away my fear and uncertainty and replace it with peace.

I'll Praise you in this storm
And I will lift my hands
For You are who You are
No matter where I am
Every tear I've cried
You hold in your hand
You never left my side
And though my heart is torn
I will Praise You in this storm.
lyrics of Casting Crowns' I Will Praise You In The Storm