Inspirational
Walking In The Rain
Unless I am out of town, I wake up at five in the morning to walk. Nothing stops me from this daily one-hour exercise, not even rain.
After quickly donning my rubber shoes, walking shirt, and pants—I grab an umbrella.
How refreshing it is to walk in the rain! Dust, dirt, and grime are washed away while the rain drums on my rain shield and my socks get soaked. And everything (the street, trees, flowers, leaves, roofs, water tanks, cars parked on open air) is rinsed clean.
There are a few things I miss though: the sound of my footfalls and air conditioning units, water hoses and sprinklers, stray cats (mostly black) and dogs, and the morning greetings of regular walkers. When it rains, everyone stays indoors, except me. Vehicles on the road are suddenly sparse.
There’s a nice, indefinable feeling to being alone, walking in the rain. It seems to be the best time to talk to and thank the Giver of grace and Maker of rain.
