Rain is good for romance. Walk through any city on a rainy day and you’re bound to see this: couples close and happy under a shared umbrella, one’s hand wrapped around the other’s on the handle. Or getting gloriously drenched together, usually grinning and soaking wet, the hell with an umbrella. Or head to head at small tables under outdoor cafe awnings. Pretending they stopped here to keep out of the rain, but really using the excuse to sit close together and touch a lot. Others enter a store laughing, laughing at their wetness, delighted about everything. They don’t want to buy anything; they’re just using this dry place as an intermission. A happy older couple across the restaurant helping each other dry off. They’re chatting animatedly for the first time in days, comparing notes about walking hand in hand through the storm to get here. They’re both famished now. Something about walking in the rain. They’ll eat like champions.
Days like these stay with you. A long time later you’ll ask— remember the crazy time we got caught in that storm? And their eyes will light up. Of course they remember. Guaranteed.
Rain is good for romance.
We are experts at looking down and around. Comparison steals our joy, defeat kills our motivation. In every storm, we search everywhere for the change of the tide to make us like everyone else, but the rest we so desperately seek is in the arms of a Savior that is above the waves. We must stop drowning ourselves. Above the waves is where Jesus waits.
I just want to pour my soul out on someone and not have to worry about the mess I’ve made.
We are always falling in love or quarreling, looking for jobs or fearing to lose them, getting ill and recovering, following public affairs. If we let ourselves, we shall always be waiting for some distraction or other to end before we can really get down to our work. The only people who achieve much are those who want knowledge so badly that they seek it while the conditions are still unfavorable. Favorable conditions never come.
He died that day because his body had served its purpose. His soul had done what it came to do, learned what it came to learn, and then was free to leave.
Garth Stein (via observando)
Friends! I had two interviews this week with the company I’m hoping to work for and then today I had a phone interview with the brand I would be representing. I should find out tomorrow if I’m offered the position. I’m feeling really positive about it and I’m so excited to start something new!