Friday, June 3, 2005

Never Curse The Rain

It's dry here.  There's been rain all around us:  Kansas City, only 40 miles from here, got 1 1/2 inches a couple of days ago.  It all went north of us, though.  Today we finally got 1/4 of an inch.  Big deal, eh?  Rain is in the forecast for the next several days, and perhaps we'll be more fortunate then.  Meanwhile, I've been thinking about a poem I wrote in 1992... a year when we seemed to get TOO MUCH rain, as we did also in 1993 (the year of the flood). 

                              NEVER CURSE THE RAIN       

                                         11/19/ 92  

Because I've seen some years of drought, I never curse the rain,
For once you've had to do without, you learn to not complain!
Our old roof leaks a little more with every passing year.
But never mind how hard it pours: I'm happy, living here.

I have to say I miss the sun when clouds control the sky.
I'll be glad when the rain is done. (It will stop, by and by.)
But I'll take what the Father sends and thank him for it all.
The sun and rain are both my friends, so let the sweet rain fall!

If trials come into my life, they're sent here for a reason.
My character is shaped by strife that comes in its due season.
When everything is said and done, the good Lord knows what's best:
He sends the rain; he gives the sun. By both, our lives are blessed!


On a happy note, our roof doesn't leak like it did back then!


marainey1 said...

I love your poem.  You have such a wonderful gift.  I love poems and sayings, but can never write anything original.  I also love Sandra Brown books.  I've read some of James Patterson's - and they'll do , but are not my favorites.  I guess we just have to read some of the 'perversed' stuff to make us realize how blessed we are!  I used to read 5 books a week, but since I started journaling I am down to 2 a week.   Have a great weekend!  ' On Ya'  - ma

toonguykc said...

I wish I could send a tidy portion of Overland Park's abundant rain to you right now.  Johnson County is under a flood warning until 5 am.  Russ

fitzzer said...

Love your poem. ~ Lori

plieck30 said...

Wonderful poem. People in the city just do not realize how important the rain is to farmers and ranchers which makes the food we eat. It passed us by last night. We just got the thunder, lightening and wind. Paula