It has been horrifically hot and still here. Â Temps in the 90s, 68+% humidity and no breeze. Â One could pretty much sit perfectly still and melt into a puddle of oozing sweat.
Yesterday afternoon bits of breeze kept flirting with the curtains, but refused to commit. Â Finally, just after sundown, the breeze became a gentle wind and fluffed my curtains. Â As midnight neared the clouds opened and it began to rain. Â I took myself off to bed listening to the pitter-patter of raindrops on the roof.
This morning the wind is still with us and it is still raining. Â The skies are gray from horizon to horizon. Â After being too hot to move or breathe for the entire past week, I am now almost feeling a chill. Â I hope the cooler temps have come to stay for awhile. Â The weatherman promises it will be like this all week.
This morning it will be wonderful to sit in worship enjoying the breeze and the rain . Â The sanctuary sits inside a walled garden. Â The sanctuary’s Â north and south walls are actually rows of sliding glass doors. Â They are always open during service. Â We worship God while surrounded by his beauty. Â This morning we will all be extra grateful for the rain.
We have been wanting, hoping, even praying for cooler temps. Â And we are rejoicing. Â Except …. Amoeba has a concert this afternoon at Miliani Towne Center. Â An outside concert. Â In the rain.
Amoeba and his trumpet will be fine on the bandstand under the roof. Â The rest of us in the open air courtyard might get just a bit damp. I hope we get there early enough that I can find a table on the patio of the Mexican restaurant. Â Live music accompanied by rain sounds wonderful — if I can stay dry.
We humans, never happy with what we get.