Rain upon your Heart
There is something about an old Church.
A small building filled near capacity,
On a rain drenched Sunday,
that simply stirs the soul.
The building itself is not the church.
It is the backdrop in the image.
The place where voices fill the air,
and members are filled with love.
A love for God and for each other.
They didn’t have to be taught,
that their fellow members had come,
to worship together, to become a family.
Many voices merge into the chorus.
Singing the songs that others wrote.
The songs are ageless like the Bible
from which they sprung.
It is on days like today,
that strike me the most.
Of listening to our Pastor
as the rain softly pelts the windows
It is times like this that we really know,
that there is hope in this world.
It is times like this that we feel,
the most complete.
So let it rain, let it rain.
Let it cleanse your soul
as hearts join in worship.
Let it Rain upon your Heart this day.
R.R.T.
For Morgans Chapel 9/2/2018