Forecast

Another gorgeous day! Simply amazing. Sunlight. Wind. Fresh air.

But the storm is coming. And the rain. Or so the Weather Man (whoever that is) says. The clouds seem to be agreeing with him on that point. I can't help but wish we had great warning signs like that for our lives. Like, "College ahead...but there's a DETOUR" or "You're about to enter the Hurricane Zone - be prepared!"

I suppose we have small warnings like that. Gut feelings, intuition, red flags, our conscience, the Holy Spirit; whatever you want to call it. All I know is, it's there. I just don't usually listen.

But whether you ignore it or not, the rains still come. Maybe they'll wash away your tears. Maybe they'll water you like the dry earth. Or maybe they'll rip you apart like a tree, dismantled and crushed to bits.

The problem isn't knowing the rains are coming. It's knowing when they are, and what they're going to do to you.