simple revolution.

God, thank you for pouring rain. Thank you for water dripping from my hair and rolling off my face. I can't fathom the creativity that imagined evaporation/condensation, the interaction of tactile and thermoreceptors that allow us to feel the rain. These aren't textbook phenomena, they're incredible tangible proof that you are truly great, truly awesome, truly wise, truly creative. Even the most learned, skilled, analytical scientist can't offer an experiment to test what beauty is or explain how it is derived from phase changes, weather patterns, the nervous system, etc. Lord, thank you for the way the rain washes everything clean, gives everything a fresh start. Thank you for sending rain today, for more and greater and deeper reasons than I can fathom, but also simply because you knew that it was what I needed. Thank you for compassion and your inexplicable love for your bride-- individuals, the Church as a whole-- thank you for mercy and for genuinely desiring our purity so that we can be in your presence. You are merciful, you are wonderful, you are beyond words.


k. rose