Princess Morag was so grateful for the rain last week. She is not made for the desert. She smiled at the grey sky, enjoyed the hunt for the rain jackets, and was horrified that the young master and little maiden had forgotten the concept of a hood to keep the rain off their small heads! Then, after dropping off all the work/school attenders, she sat in the quiet apartment looking out at the rain falling and the puddles forming with a cup of coffee in her hand and satisfaction in her heart. It was like God had pressed her reset button and the tension of waiting....waiting....for the rain was gone.
"Be patient, then, brothers and sisters, until the Lord’s coming. See how the farmer waits for the land to yield its valuable crop, patiently waiting for the autumn and spring rains. 8 You too, be patient and stand firm, because the Lord’s coming is near." James 5:7-8 NIV
