Rainy Daze


I’m pretty sure that today, I woke up with my first case of the Mondays. Okay, probably not my first, but it sure hit harder today than any in recent past. I woke up, used the restroom, laid back in bed and wanted it to be night again. It wasn’t raining when I woke up, but it sure as heck started pretty soon after. Little sprinkles here and there, by the time lunch rolled around, a full fledged monsoon had touched down in anywhere, South Carolina. Lunch was almost impossible. Thank God for drivethrus.

I’m just sitting here and listening to the rain in the background, and some worship music in the foreground, and I am just in awe. Just totally surrounded by love and grace, of which I deserve neither. The rain and wind that hit every side of this four sided building remind me of God’s beautiful power. He is sheltering me, yet he is surrounding me. He loves me enough to protect me, through the storm, yet sometimes I venture out on my own, and he is still there, sheltering me. Protecting me.

Some of my closest friends literally live thousands of miles away. The few that live in the same country as me, most of them live at least an hour away, and because of work and life conflicts it’s impossible for us to hang out much, if any. So I’m left here by myself, alone with God. He is my biggest treasure. He is my prize. My friends are few, but they are my everything. They point me back to my relationship with Jesus when I look for completion anywhere but him.

I just want to experience him all the time; in every way. I know that I’m a little different than most Christians. Most Christians come to him when they need/want something. I live and breathe him. I wrote a blog called “Awake” a few weeks ago. Where I talked about my trouble sleeping, and the blessing / curse of day dreaming. I haven’t been getting any more sleep, but I have been using the (roughly) three hours a night of total silence, with no electronic distractions, to just find myself and my purpose in him.

“Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High
    will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.
-Psalm 91:1

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