I was driving past the park, not wanting to go back to my dorm, and noticed how pretty it looked in the rain. Everything looked so green, so picturesque. I could almost picture a boy and a girl holding hands under an umbrella, taking a walk. I don't have a boy, but that didn't stop me from parking my car, getting out, and taking a stroll. (I was already wearing my rain jacket, so that was convenient.) As I was walking, parts of the path around the park looked like a scene from a movie: the trees were hanging down over the path, the flowers were blooming, the birds were chirping, the light rain was plip-plopping in the puddles. If there was a song that could be playing for that moment in time, it would be something by Norah Jones. (If I were to have a soundtrack for my life, I would definitely want a Norah song to fit in there somewhere.)
As I walked, I chit-chatted with God - quoting Scripture, singing worship songs, talking to Him about what I saw around me. It was kind of like a little spontaneous date with Him. There was no big revelation for my life, no giant question weighing down my heart, no specific problem tearing at my mind. I just needed to be outside, and I just needed to be with Him.
It was a beautiful walk.
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