Raindrops keep fallin' on my head...

Psalm 51

10 Create in me a pure heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me.

11 Do not cast me from your presence or take your Holy Spirit from me.

12 Restore to me the joy of your salvation and grant me a willing spirit, to sustain me.

About 2 weeks ago I started to feel discouraged and see all the gross things about Chicago. I hardly felt the Lord's presence. I knew I needed to do something about it because all around me people were feeling the joy of the Lord. I wanted that again. I wanted it bad.

So I began to pray about it. Telling the Lord how I felt and how I didn't want to feel like this anymore. He showed me Psalm 51. I laughed when I started to pray this Psalm. The Lord has a good sense of humor. I've read and prayed Psalm 51 multiple times and every time I ask why.

The main verse that stood out this time was verse 12 Restore to me the joy of your salvation and grant me a willing spirit, to sustain me. I felt like that was exactly what I needed. I began to pray for the Lord to romance me again, dazzle me with His creation...

So last week us girls decided we were going to get up extra early and go somewhere where we could be still before our Lord. When we woke up we realized it was pouring outside. They really didn't want to go outside. So they decided they were going to go to Starbuck's because it was the closest coffee shop. But I really wanted to go to Caribou. Instead of arguing I told them to go ahead and go without me. I was going to Caribou.

The entire way there it was pouring but it was silent. It was strange because there was so much going on. People running by, cars splashing water, sirens blaring, thunder and lighting. The whole way I kept wondering if I was even awake because there was no way that everything around me was happening and none of it was effecting me. I walked into Caribou with hardly any water on me.

I only had 30 minutes or so to sit and read. I popped in my ipod, drank my soy mocha and started to read. I don't remember exactly where I was reading but I know it was good. When I left Caribou that's when the "magic" started.

This time when I walked back I was able to hear thunder. I could see everything moving around me making noise, but I couldn't hear any of it. Still walking I came across some flowers next to the church and like a good photographer I had my camera on me. I started to take pictures of the droplets on the flowers. I didn't realize until half way that these flowers were perfect. Here's some of the pictures. Tell me what you think...