It is raining which these days is a happening for great rejoicing in Southern California. Four years plus of drought has left us and our state thirsty for every little bit of rain and snow we can get. So we get excited, run to the window or door, throw them open and are amazed. It is almost as if prayers are being answered. Maybe so. Maybe its just a change in the weather.
People forget how to drive in the rain. Accident rates seem to go up. We don't know how to react or what to do when it rains. We may even find ourselves standing in the rain looking heavenward, much like turkeys do, endangering ourselves of drowning. Perhaps I exaggerate, but, really, some are much like those turkeys who don't have the sense to come out of the rain...symbolically and metaphorically. Yet the rain, has of late been such a rare occurrence, it truly does get our attention.
So I think I'll go out and splash in a puddle or two. I sing in it and I'll thank God for even a brief respite from the constant aridity that has plagued us. It is promise, we hope, that even droughts don't last forever and, to quote the old adage, "This too shall pass."