It falls from the sky like tears,
gently whispering as it hits the ground,
finding it depressing most cant wait to see it go away,
like Jesus,Gods only son.
They yell 'Rain rain go away come again some other day.'
just like the tell the Holy Spirit,
that is knocking on their hearts,
he leaves and does just as they say.
most people mock the rain saying'depressing,hate,and deception.'
just like they said when they crucified the savior,
giving him but a crown of thorns,
and mocking his Holy Name.
some look at the rain and say'don't come in,and bring depression.'
just as many say taking the cross will persecute them.
just like the lepers not thanking him for healing,
they don't know the real Joy.
BUT I have found it!
running out in the rain and laughing,
calling out praises and singing his name!
having joy unspeakable.
Taking in all I can,
inviting others to come,
it may look dark and ugly,
but its like a shower cleansing me within.
it gives drink to the flowers,
the thirsty ones,
they blossom in light,
and proclaim his name.
and after the rain,
is a beautiful rainbow,
it would never be stolen,
just planted in the hearts,
rain rain rain,
bless his name!
fill me up,
and give me no blame!
