Woke up this morning to heavy storm clouds, and a wet earth. It had rained during the early morning hours, and is raining now. Not a steady downpour right at the moment but enough to satisfy. Those of us who live in the desert seem to crave the rain after a while. Multiple postings on FB, "looks like rain", a "few drops of rain", we anticipate it, and rejoice when it happens.

The desert in not only a place, but a state of mind. Those long periods of dryness, and unrelenting heat that sap your energy and spirit are mirrored in those times when the spirit is suffering. When the spirit is dry and barren, and you look to the sky waiting and hoping for the cleansing rains. And the rain finally comes, soaking the ground with needed moisture and we rejoice.