Anger never lasts; pain goes away, only love has the strength to endure. For the memories of all the good times, the photos of times past, like the smells after the rain, make the temporary pain of your loss easier to bear. How can anger long survive in the presence of the gentle strains of music and the wonders God has created for man to feast on with his eyes.
It is almost as if God used the rain to wash away the bad memories, the lightening to burn off all the anger; replacing it with His grace and beauty all around. Man’s anger becomes puny in the face of God’s mighty storm; and through God’s grace the peaceful garden, the new born calf, the smile of a child, all places our hearts gently back where they belong.
The storm has spent it’s self in the night; the winds have blown away; and peace reigns in my soul. I am still here in Texas, you still there in the big city; but God is back in control of all things; and memories may be all I am to have.