Rain In the a M

I listen to the sounds of rain in the a.m., 2 a.m. that is, a time when most are sound asleep. Of course sleep hadn’t found me yet, as staring at my ceiling or my computer wasn’t enough for my body to tire and start pushing thoughts of you into my dreams. The water rains down on the outside while my tears splash about inside. I pray for my cries to be heard by the only God and His one Son. Dear God, hear my pleas for healing for Susan, and for others walking in this dying world, which is waiting to be reborn into Your earthly kingdom. 2010