Everything is wet….rain and more rain creating soggy ground and it seems a mushy brain and body. Still, the new plantings in the garden grow taller by the minute and their greens become greener. Droplets glisten on their leaves. For me a time to sit and read, clean out a closet and take a nap. . A rainy day can be splendid after a week of hot dry days. But a rainy week?? After a few days I become lazy, I feel too tired to take on any chores or read (as that seems to send me directly to nap-time).
I made an attempt, really I did. In the yoga studio I practiced sun salutations with the intention of warming up my inner being, getting that light to shine from within. I forced myself to tidy up some spaces and prepare for upcoming events, but the things I usually like to do were onerous. And on this particular Sunday I attended the funeral of a long-time family friend.
Now this week of rain seems different. It is still wet and even soggier in the garden but the plants are not complaining. Perhaps they know that warmer, drier days will be coming so they drink it all in now. Death reminds us of our terminal physical nature and a funeral in the rain seems appropriate. The hearts of those who remain are waterlogged with grief yet still full of wonderful memories and blessings for having known such a man.
There is no controlling the weather; there is no keeping back the rain, or the tears. Our physical mortality eventually claims us. . There is a time for everything and in the every things a time for us to drink it all in. Learn lessons, clean out the closets, take a nap and wait, for the sun will come out. Life has changed as it is always doing and I can choose to turn my face to the rain, slosh my feet in the puddles or take a nap. Whichever I choose, I pray to do it with an awareness of the blessings that arrive even when the rain keeps coming. At the end of the day it is my faith in God that opens my eyes to the blessings of the rain, the continuity of life in changing seasons and the hope of life eternal.
May you have a blessed week no matter the weather.
Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.
2 Corinthians 4:16-18