This morning, when I busy getting into the car to come to work, a massive drop of rain fell on my head. I was still warm and comfortable after a a good night’s rest.  The water was freezing cold, ran over my warm skull and made my hair wet. As we drove off, my husband and myself were laughing about what just happened. Luckily I had my new umbrella, ready to protect me as soon as we arrived at work.

I think rain is as necessary to the mind as to vegetation. My very thoughts become thirsty, and crave the moisture.

Rain showers my spirit and waters my soul~Emily Logan Decens

We use umbrellas to protect us from the rain, from getting wet and and of being uncomfortable.

This reminds me of the scripture in  Ps 121v3…. He who watches over you won’t slumber.