As I write this, I hear the steady beat of rain outside.
I know this sound well.
I’ve walked through the rain for almost six years because of a personal storm. All through that time, God promised me His umbrella. And He has been faithful to give it.
My circumstances haven’t changed yet but I have. And suddenly, this season has too.
God has been whispering to my heart about what comes after the rain. I hadn’t even thought about it, really. But it’s good, girl, so good.
