My thoughts about God, running, culture, relationships, the economy, the Church, and pretty much anything else that is on my mind.
Wednesday, May 13, 2015
I love the smell and the sounds of a gentle, fresh rain. Takes me back to my childhood and the open windows of the big, blue house on the corner. Simultaneously looking back on the brokenness and blessings of the past and dreaming about God's promises and what the future holds. "God comes to us as a spring rain that waters the earth.” -Hosea 6:3