Friday, June 8, 2012

I don't want to forget...

We were walking through our neighborhood, holding hands. The spring rain came all at once and drenched us but we kept walking because it was warm and felt so refreshing and we laughed because Matt tried to trash pick a chair in the pouring rain. When we got back home, the rain stopped. Half the sky was sun and half the sky was dark gray storm clouds. I thought of Gods promises as a rainbow appeared. 

These are the kinds of moments I want to remember because they are the ones that make up our life. They are where I see Gods grace most clearly. 

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