Praying for Rain

It has been very dry here for sometime. We are short about 16
inches of rainfall this year, and have not had a “soaker” in six weeks
or more. Hay fields look like mid September, crops are stunted,
un-watered lawn is turning to dust. Vegetation crunches underfoot.
Worse still is the damage being done to deep rooted and long lived
plants.

Last week I went to the Northgate area (of Chattanooga) to help
out a friend with administrative problems. All the way there I
prayed for rain. Once there I popped out of my car and into hers.
Off we went to discuss a strategy to solve her problem. Then came
the storm, a ten minute, hard, fast storm.

I smiled.

Friend asked me “Why are you smiling?”

Well”, I answered with a grin, “It’s raining and my
windows are down!”

I prayed for rain and left the windows down. I’m still praying for
rain, but now I roll the windows up!

To make the joke on me richer, when I got back to North Georgia I
found that not one drop had fallen where I live.