Rain

Born in a dry season
Wind and sand have blown through me
Haven’t found shade anywhere
Only moments of relief
But sometimes i think i hear the thunder
Somewhere on the horizon line
If i could just find a way to get under
The rain that can reach this soul of mine

Chorus
I pray for rain to come
And wash away what’s made me numb
I pray for a ragging storm
To drown what’s in me
And the rain comes in the nick of time
I swallow hard cause my throat’s been dry
The rain comes beating on my skin
Till I’m washed away – nothing left within
When the rain comes
Your rain comes

Seasons have passed so quickly
Since i felt that first big storm
Still there have been times of drought
When i’ve prayed for the clouds to form
And i often hear the thunder
And i know of it’s coming rain
Many times in my life i’ll kneel under
The moving showers that brought this change

Chorus 2x

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About Sonja

I am a wife, a mom, a homeschooler, a Christian, a scrapbooker, a cook, a baker, a reader, and a thinker. I am many other things, too, that are not so easily defined. Right now, God has been calling me to be faithful in what He has given me to do – to be the best wife, mom, homeschooler, friend, etc. that I can be. In essence, He has told me to “bloom where I’m planted”.
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