I awoke this morning and heard some distant thunder. I had some information from accu-weather that is was supposed to rain, and I was hoping it would the ground was dry; even down a foot deep it was dry.
I know that because early the week before I had the sad duty of burying a dog name of Archer which had suffered for a long time from arthritus (spelling), and other problems. He was a big loving, lovable dog. The ground was dry and hard.
This morning around six or so at our house, in Mill Valley, on the banks of Flat Creek it started to rain. It came with lightening, thunder, and wind. O, how I was glad and happy to receive the blessing.
A couple of months ago we were wondering when it was going to stop raining. Many homes and businesses were flooded, and suffered damage, and sadly in some places people perished in those floods.
Myself I am thankful for the rain when ever it comes. I do not ask God to stop it. I will not complain about too much rain. I will thank Him for it; He is the One who gives itl
From the banks of Flat Creek south of Jenkins,