Recently I have been in the pattern of only looking forward to days where the weather is nice.
Rainy days have something beautiful to offer to. What a glorious and good God we have!
I sprawl out on the carpet and imagine my presence near Him. I hug God, and he does not push me away. He is not disgusted by my shortcomings and downfalls. He embraces me back - looking beyond my sin.
Why do we avoid that which is sorrowful? Within it there is feeling - feeling He Himself and His Mother endured. They felt that - we should feel it too.
Jazz music dances in my ears as I think about how good God is. He loved me. He loves me. I love Him.