When I think about it “raining” in my life, I think of tragedy, heartbreak, death, hard times, etc. I honestly didn’t see rain as such a positive factor as it is described biblically, but then it hit me.
What happens when you’re off-roading with Jesus instead of cruising down the interstate? When you have a child before you planned? When you miss exit 25 to get married?
Do you understand why I don’t want to be perfect now? It’s a standard set up for failure.