It has been horrifically hot and still here. Temps in the 90s, 68+% humidity and no breeze. 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. Finally, just after sundown, the breeze became a gentle wind and fluffed my curtains. As midnight neared the clouds opened and it began to rain. 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. The skies are gray from horizon to horizon. After being too hot to move or breathe for the entire past week, I am now almost feeling a chill. I hope the cooler temps have come to stay for awhile. 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 . The sanctuary sits inside a walled garden. The sanctuary’s north and south walls are actually rows of sliding glass doors. They are always open during service. We worship God while surrounded by his beauty. This morning we will all be extra grateful for the rain.
We have been wanting, hoping, even praying for cooler temps. And we are rejoicing. Except …. Amoeba has a concert this afternoon at Miliani Towne Center. An outside concert. In the rain.
Amoeba and his trumpet will be fine on the bandstand under the roof. 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. Live music accompanied by rain sounds wonderful — if I can stay dry.
We humans, never happy with what we get.