I rushed all morning. My heart rate was probably elevated, I was going so fast. The truth is, I wasn’t even running late, I was just rushing. I opened the door to leave and found a treasure. Time stopped. Rain was pouring down from a grey sheet that covered the sky. I stood and listened as God fell on the earth, on the grass, on the trees that reach up toward the sky. I let myself become hypnotized, lost in the patterns of the drops as they met the ground. I listened as God said “I am here.” I got in my car and let Sufjan softly sing me to work, driving through God the whole way there.
On my way to work I saw a lot of people who didn’t look very happy about the rain. How odd, I thought, that we could be experiencing the same thing… but we each had quite opposite feelings about it. I imagined that it is how some people go through this life knowing that God exists and others don’t know, just because our experiences are different doesn’t mean that He’s not there.
Really you should listen to “Predatory Wasp of the Palisades Is out to Get Us!” by Sufjan Stevens if you want to have a better understanding of the mood. It is such a wonderfully hopeful song.
“My prayer, peace for your mind, joy for your spirit, and love for your heart. May you have all this forever. Love, Jo Maila.”
What a kid.