Grace Like Rain

Last week while I was at Bethel Seminary Tuesday morning some excitement and a lesson on grace. I woke up Tuesday morning in my dorm room to a few sprinkles. By the time I was finished getting ready it was pouring. I had two options. 1. I could get wet walking to my car to drive to class. 2. I could walk to the car and get my umbrella. 3. I could suck it up and walk across campus in the rain. I chose option 3. I put my hood up and walked fast to class. I trampled up and down stairs through trees, and large puddles. By the time I got to class my pants were soaking wet, my sweatshirt drenched, my hair looked like a soggy dog, and my coffee watered down. Most mornings on that walk I prayed. I prayed for a friend in Ghana. I prayed for cohort members who have moved on to new adventures. I prayed for my classmates away from families. I prayed for my classmates’ ministries. I prayed for classmates need for jobs, selling their house, or peace. I prayed for our professor. This wet raining morning I found myself praying through song for myself. The words of Todd Agnew flooded my head like the water was flooding me.

Alleluia Grace like rain falls down on me. Alleluia All my stains are washed away. Washed away. My stains that day were washed away. The sin that has marred my life was washed from me physically that morning. The story got better. I walked in to the bathroom to see the damage the cleansing has done to me and there on the bench in the woman’s bathroom was a water bottle with a piece of paper underneath the bottle. The piece of paper in large letters said GRACE. I do not know why it was there or who put it there. I know it was God reminding once again that morning of the incredible grace that he offers. The rest of the day I could not help but smile at the reminder of grace that God gave me that morning. A reminder we all need sometimes even if it takes feeling like a soggy dog to do so.