I rolled over in bed early this morning, winced in pain being a human barometer, and glanced at the clock noting it was 5am. I was glad to realize I’d gotten some sleep.
It was still dark outside and I realized it was pouring out. As I listened to the noise of such heavy rain I heard something more. I heard the beautiful sound of a bird singing. It was still pouring and my body still hurt but somehow it didn’t really matter. God’s love is like that.