Rain like grace

It’s raining outside. I love the rain. I love the sound and the smell and even the feeling of it as it soaks me. I love rain because it provides much needed water for plants to allow them to grow, and because it helps clear the streets of the oil build up. I love rain because it buys me more time before needing to wash my car, and because it takes away some of the humidity. I love the rain because it is a sign of God’s grace. I am reminded of a worship song that I’m actually not all that fond of- Grace Like Rain. It’s a great metaphor for grace. Grace comes into our lives and there is no avoiding it- try avoiding every drop of rain that falls-and we get drenched in grace. Grace comes into our lives and allows us to grow. Grace takes away all the bad that has built up in our lives and gives us a clean slate to move forward. Grace takes away some of that haziness and replaces it with a more clear understanding. So yes, rain is like grace. And today as it rains I’m reminded of all the ways grace touches me, all the ways grace is an integral part of my being, all the ways grace gives me the ability to live. And next time it rains, I will again be reminded of this. I’m not sure when this recognition first started for me, but it makes me love rain even more. The rainbow is a sign of God’s promises, rain is a sign of God’s grace. Today as I run through the rain I thank God for grace.