Cleaning and Clearing

I would love to tell you I spent the long weekend cleaning house, and emptying closets, and

cleaning out the garage, and reducing from two storage units to one, or better yet, to none.

Those were all my plans. But it rained, thank God! (Seriously)

Here's where my plans went awry.

I emptied one closet - the small one. Put all my shoes in their rightful place. In the kitchen, I cleaned out one cabinet, and rearranged all the glassware in it.

We drove to the storage rooms, and ThatManILove looked at them, and we sort of made a plan, i.e., where This is going to go, and That's going to the dump, and That's going to Goodwill, and That can go to the Habitat for Humanity Re-Store store.

Same kind of plan was made for the garage. Y'all know I don't drink, but this is the kind of thing that makes me crazy and could drive me to the bottle!

Now, for the implementation of said plan. Wanna take bets on when?

Rain and God

I love the rain. We live in the desert, so rain isn't something I take for granted.

What do I like most about the rain? I see it as a gift from God. Though I know it's not just for me, I consider it a washing, blessing time from Him, and I always feel refreshed. It's a cleansing time, and He knows the timing of that, just when I need it most. One of my favorite songs..."Let it rain, rain, rain, rain." I sing it anytime I see the faintest whisper of what might be a rain cloud.

Thanks, Lord.