There have been a lot of downpours
in Iloilo
lately and I was caught in one today (Wednesday). As I have two umbrellas and I
would always tote the smaller one, my forgetfulness didn’t save me from the pelter
this morning. I was actually in a hurry to leave for home (I was in Lapaz) but
the heavy rain poured down too soon I had to wait it out.
It had been awhile since I gazed
at the beauty of the rain closely. It looked so vastly different this morning,
from where I was. Gusts of wind battled against the raindrops, trying to
prevent them from hitting the ground. It was magical that I could almost see
the wind moving as it lashed against the direction the torrent was taking. Could
I have grasped the air in my hands?
My toes got to nearer the shade
of blue. It was cold, the room was cold, and the soaker dropped the
temperature, at least I felt it. I waited it out, wanting
desperately to go home earlier than 11:50. I stood by the window, praying,
asking the Lord to make the rain stop for a while so I could cross the street
and get on a jeepney.
Well, it did – as only our magnificent God could. The wind stopped blowing so the rain didn’t come down
that hard. I put my handkerchief on my head, crossed the street quickly, and
hailed a passing jeepney. Oh the joys of being drenched in the rain! I would
have loved it, if only this cold was starting to wear off.
So here’s a beautifully captured photo of the rain (thank you). How fun can rainy days get! ;)
P.S. It's not raining where I'm at right now. As it turned out, November will be a very warm month :)
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