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Wednesday

June 17



I'm driving along the road with my daughter and feeling grumpy because of the rain. The windshield wipers are swishing, the radio is playing a station my daughter picked, and she is quiet.  Then, she says, "I love the rain.  It makes me feel so cozy."  Not what I was feeling, but suddenly my perspective is changed.  It IS kind of cozy with the rain, in our car, listening to music together.

Thank you, Lord, for the rain.  Thank you for fresh perspectives.  Thank you mostly for my daughter. Amen.


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