Let it rain, let it rain
Open the floodgates of Heaven
and let it rain . . .
(Pocket Full of Rocks, “Let it Rain” from Fascination)
60% chance of showers in DFW, I’m walking from the train station, listening to Fascination and “Let it Rain” is up. The sky is dark and there’s a cool heaviness in the air.
Singing along, ‘Let it rain, let it rain. Open the floodgates of heaven . . .’ Considering the distinct possibility that I might, literally, get soaked before I make it to the office, I laugh and whisper under my breath, ‘But, hold off just a sec, could ya?’
Don’t get me wrong. I love the rain. I love thunder and lightening and the way thick, dark clouds completely transform the landscape—both visually and in their burden’s release. I have happy memories of walking through the rain, the precipitation sometimes so abundant that I’m completely but happily soaked within seconds.
But, yaknow, sometimes it’s just not convenient.
Joel 
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Tue - 2008/05/06 at 11:39
gbeddingfield
Seems like a good day for people to get revelations while listening to worship music and taking the train. (See here)
“Come, Lord Jesus… Fill us with Your Holy Spirit…. but there’s no rush, you know. Take your time. CSI comes on in an hour. Maybe after that.”
Have you ever, when praying, said something like, “God, please answer me. I’m not going anywhere until you speak to me.” It’s like time stops. 5 minutes seems like an hour. An hour seems like all night. Pretty soon, you look at your watch and say, “Well, it’s time for dinner.”
It’s like David Crowder said on A Collision: Have you ever noticed that we’re walking around in the sky? But the ground, it tugs at my feet.
Tue - 2008/05/06 at 14:31
joelmw
Yeah, I’d say that God’s timing is always inconvenient–maybe that’s what kairos really means. I’m joking but I’m serious. That’s actually one of my themeses [sic]–uh, both the serious joking and the inconvenient timing. My feeling on the whole waiting thing is more than I’m wanting to address in a comment; but, yeah, plenty, but hardly ever anymore. Judge me.
The good thing about being persistent is that He is even though we aren’t. The uncomfortable thing is that He is. He is, for instance, more than willing to interrupt your dinner or your favorite TV show. Drats. But, thank the LORD, of course. Seriously.
Thu - 2008/05/08 at 22:46
Mike
Hey man. Just wanted to let you know I really enjoy your blog, and esspecially your comments on other people’s (including mine). Keep it up
-Mike
Fri - 2008/05/09 at 08:07
joelmw
Thanks, Mike. I’m really liking your blog and comments as well. There’s candor, intelligence and a high substance-to-crap ratio. That’s uncommon and greatly appreciated.
Your encouragement means a lot to me. It is kinda scary how deeply insecure I am. On the other hand, it might be better for the world, because I always seem to have something to say and you’d be surprised how little of it I let out. I keep telling myself I’m going to figure out how to really get my blog going but it’s always easier to respond to someone else’s