The thirsty land soaked it in. Land that had suffered long under a relentless, scorching heat. The grass in the fields had withered. It crunched underfoot. But after the rain...
The earth rejoiced! It lifted sweet little faces to the sky. After weeks of longing, refreshing had come and it burst forth in praise.
May I be ever mindful of the blessings that rain down on me. Let my heart respond with gratitude and praise.
"All the earth will worship You
and will sing praises to You;
they will sing praises to Your name."
Psalm 66:4
Blessings,
Linda
