Among cloudy skies,
Strong winds bend trees as they blow.
A cold night without a soul in sight,
As I walk without an umbrella,

Then rain pours down.
At first, a drizzle,
Next, a downpour,
And all that matters is...

A single soul under the pouring rain,
Wet with thoughts of you.

by Marivic Defensor

I have had a lot of rain and umbrella references coming to me lately and all I could think of was something my mother always told me about Faith:

Prayer is: asking God to make it rain~
Faith is: Carrying an umbrella!

Guess God is reminding me to keep the faith~