Today rain cascaded down. Through the glass, I watched. The scene outside looked textured and woven with silver threads, like an intricate fabric hanging from the sky. Gray light spread across the ground. Later, the sun broke out again, and water shone on the green leaves.

This morning I read Psalm 130 and found it beautiful.

5 I wait for the LORD, my soul waits,
and in his word I put my hope.

6 My soul waits for the Lord
more than watchmen wait for the morning,
more than watchmen wait for the morning.

7 O Israel, put your hope in the LORD,
for with the LORD is unfailing love
and with him is full redemption.