It’s raining today.
All day long.
A hard rain.
I suspect it will rain far into the night.

I like the rain.
I like how it cleanses the air and washes the earth.

It can be a bit messy and problematic at times.
And of course winter rains seem to quickly become things of misery and mud.

But I like the rain.
I particularly like it when it means a cozy day at home with a great cup of coffee and a good book at hand.

For me, rainy days are kind of like the Sabbath requirement in the Old Testament.
I like rainy days especially when they mean an opportunity to slow down, to relax, to recharge the batteries of life. I don’t often enough get to treat them that way, but, when I am afforded that little luxury, well, it is luxurious.

I like the rain.
I like rainy days.

These days, it seems I am always hurrying, scurrying, and fretting about. Trying to sell a house, getting a listing, or meeting a new potential client often leaves me feeling like an unrepentant snake oil salesman. I am not a natural hustler, but hustle I must!

Becki says I am a scholar–that’s kind of a family joke. But the truth is, I am never more comfortable working than when reading, researching, studying, or writing.

Some may read this with a bit of disbelief, but I am not an extrovert at heart. I have trained myself to act like one. In that process, I have learned how to be Mr. Personality in the pulpit and around the people I know best.

I can be excitable and full of passion and energy. I can be the cheerleader for a new effort or ministry, but when it is all said and done, I can’t wait to get back to my study.

My office.
My sanctuary of books and thinking and writing.

That’s the me I miss so much.

Don’t mistake what I am writing as coming from one with an ungrateful heart.
Whiny, maybe, but not ungrateful.
Not at all.
I am truly thankful for the new life and opportunity God, Becki, and Vicksburg have afforded me. And I am trying to both grab and give all the joy and living I can!

In the meantime, I am thankful for the rain and those stolen moments of just finding a bit of harmony and peace in a slower pace of life… If only for a moment…

I will be speaking this weekend at the Discover Rally.
Would love to see you there!

Les Ferguson, Jr.

4 thoughts on “Rain

  1. What I miss most of no longer being a preacher is the study, thinking, (stealing) and writing. Living in the southern CA desert doesn’t give us much rain but when it comes, it comes as a welcome guest. I long for a good storm with thunder and lightning and wind and rain. Those are very rare around here. We have to settle for earthquakes, floods, fires, and political idiots.

  2. So glad that you can snatch those few moments of time in which to snuggle with a book and a cup of coffee, whilst listening to the music of the rain! We all definitely need to use those moments to smell the coffee and the rain!
    God Bless

  3. “I have learned how to be Mr. Personality in the pulpit ”

    More common than most of us think Les. I think that most of the preachers that I have worked with, or been around, have been introverts. Reminds me that Joan Baez once said: “The easiest kind of relationship for me is with ten thousand people. The hardest is with one.”

  4. Woke up to the peace of a steady downpour this morning – sounds contradictory but I love the cleansing, the stillness in between claps of thunder, the dimming of light obscured behind the clouds. Some days I really like the rain. Some days it’s just water.

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