I woke up this morning to the sound of pouring rain. Which lasted about 4 hours. A cold front has come through. The last 2 days have been perfect, clear skies and 60-degree weather. But for the past 40 or so days, it has been rain. Rain is a blessing from God. Unless it floats your boat in your back yard. I was flooded out in 2016. And with God’s help to buy a new house in a flood free zone. It seems that no matter what I do, I need God’s help in every situation. This is a good thing. I want and welcome God’s help in anything. Despite what I think, I am not the sharpest tool around. I get into trouble more often than not. But I know that I can depend on God and His help in the time of trouble. It took awhile to get there. But I am there now and will stay there forever. God cares about me and my family, my animals, my house, my cars and whatever else I own or have dealings with. I have prayed for a dying man in a coma and God raised him up. I have prayed for a dead dog and God raised it up. I haven’t found anything that I was concerned with that God didn’t respond. So, you see that the rain in Spain doesn’t stay there.