The cooler temperatures came with rain. The radiant colors that swayed and danced so beautifully in the soft breezes have twisted and fallen to the ground in a soggy leaf carpet. Dry, brown and brittle, tiny green, full leaves, leaves more attractive than ever….all fallen away from the trees.

I stood in silence as the seasons changed before my eyes.

Winter…I felt the change.

Winter….snow, ice, cold, yes…

But, oh, the wonder of water!

Those tiny two hydrogen atoms and one oxygen atom that share electrons, take up space and recycle! Sometimes invisible. Sometimes solid. Sometimes liquid…..
Marvelous life-giving water.

I stared at falling rain and I thought about its necessity….

Consider this:

Humans, as well as all living things, have to have water. Human bodies are about 65% water. Our planet’s most common substance is water.

It is amazing, isn’t it? Earth is the only planet in our solar system to have water!

Watching the rain fall suddenly took on a whole new meaning….change of season….yes, but, how thankful I became suddenly for water!

Water which cannot reproduce.

Water which cannot be manufactured.

So…. to the MAKER OF THE RAIN, THANK YOU! (Genesis 1:20-23)

< Bloggedyanne


About Painted Hammers and Fried Okra

I hand- paint wooden hammers and have them in most states in the USA. They are very popular as gifts. I have one in the museum of hammers in Alaska. I live on a farm and raise a vegetable garden. Being in the mid western part of the US my family likes fried vegetables, especially fried okra.That is how this blog got the unique name it has.
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