This afternoon I harvest raspberries in the rain. It’s perfect this way; the bees stay hidden, so I don’t need an epi-pen.
Once again, I learn the principle that God creates the perfect conditions for protection and joy.
Even if it looks like the bad luck of rain, it’s filtered through God’s permission for our good, for our growth.
My husband reminds us that with rain, it’s all about perspective. In ancient days, the rain represented God’s favor and blessing. In modern days, we think rain symbolizes misfortune and sadness.
The youngest says, “Yes, some people see rain and think God must be sad and crying. But what if the raindrops are tears of joy?”