clean.

clean.

rinsed.

washed.

fresh.

i haven't felt good upon my arrival home in the states...

mostly cuddled up beside my fan

and avoiding the steamy heat of outside.

today i have felt significantly better.

maybe because of the rain.

a rhythmic cooling.

a simple trip down the hill to check the mail...

and i got caught in the rain.

it was more like a fine misting.

my clothes didn't even seem wet.
a sticky, feather-light, refreshing rain

piercing the invisible heat.

and i was reminded of sunday morning

during the worship set.

when the tears just fell.

i consciously didn't try to stop them.

i let them roll and hang on my cheek.

their warm and salty presence did wonders for my soul.

and i wasn't embarrassed.

even though i felt the mascara

might tell on me.

i was encouraged

and hoped others would know.

tears of bottomless happiness

&

unbridled love

&

unimaginable sacrifice

&

deep personal regret.

changing tears.

revitalizing rain.

forgiveness.

renewal.

recovery.

wet.

clean.