Healing Rain

Today as I was out on a run with my dog Mojo it was so humid and muggy. Let it be known, I am no runner. I hate running. I get tired and my knees hurt and I hate being out of breath, just no. This fat girl don't run thank you. However, sometimes I get inspired to go for a good long run. And today was one of them. Why? God only knows. And I am tired, exhausted really. I am ready to die! So as I came back down around the point and right alongside the water I threw my arms back and lifted my hands, and asked God for some rain. "Let it pour God!" I cried aloud. And I was answered. 
It felt so good. So cleansing. I seriously felt like crying. The tiny droplets on my skin and the amazing feeling you get when you are taking care of your body. The feeling of all the sweat and dirt washing off my body, I was so overwhelmed with the joy of knowing that this is how it is as a Christian. God washes away all of the 'dirt' and 'gunk' on our outside and in. Because He loves us so much. The cool rain on my hot skin was the best feeling. I was so overwhelmed I couldn't stop shouting. "Sweet Jesus let it rain!" and "You are my reason for living!" left my mouth as I continued to run. And my personal favorite, "Wash me in your Heavenly, healing rain Father!"
And when I returned home and collapsed in my bed I thought, "Katie you lucky girl. You truly were washed in some Heavenly healing rain."
You see, today is the four and a half year anniversary of my mom's death. It's funny because I thought that after all this time since my mama went Home that my heart would be completely healed. Completely is not the right word, because it's not. There are plenty of days like this one where my heart hurts so, so bad. But then I remember, so many things have been falling together the more I've turned to Him. My Savior. My heart is healing, I'm not afraid of life anymore without my mom. I'm not afraid to keep going, His Heavenly rain has washed all those thoughts away. I'm not afraid. I'm okay. I'm healing. I'm okay. I will be okay. I am okay. Continue to wash me in your Heavenly, healing rain Jesus. Let it rain.

Michael W Smith says it perfectly...
Healing rain, is coming down.
It's coming closer, to the lost and found.
Tears of joy, and tears of shame.
Are forever washed in Heaven's name.