A gentle rain began to fall as I drove home from work today. I rolled the window down and held my hand out, letting the drops dance on my fingers. I took a deep breath, there is nothing like the smell of rain on dry soil and said a prayer of gratitude.
When I got home, Rick and I sat on the screen porch listening to the rain on the tin roof. The smell of gardenias and rain was comforting. I wished the whole world could feel our peace. The dogs sat beside us, just happy to be dry.
Tomorrow is Wednesday, I pray blessings of peace for you all. I pray that kindness touches your lives in ordinary ways and that you all find gratitude and joy for the moments of miracles that take place every day in your lives.