Oh, this downpour of rain on my sinful soul. With a life so bent on speed the peace that once was has become restless and ill-at-ease. It is the most inopportune time for the business that is me. Why can You not work on my schedule? Why can You not appease my personal needs? Oh, how so selfish of me. Just when I was comfortable in myself, You showed me so much more...
...then comes the rain again. And yet, with the help of Your spirit, I see it in a new light. Like the blood You shed for us, the rain brings new life! It restores the land of my soul; and sparks new growth from old. Quench this thirsting spirit, Lord; and bring Your soul-saving rain, so that I can continue... ...to grow in You.
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