Dear God,
I like the rain very much, it's a natural occurrence that I am in awe of. I love thunderstorms, I love to see lightning streaking across the sky. I find the rain washes away all my sadness, I find freedom in its falling. Even though I know the science behind it, I continue to marvel at how brilliant it is. Thank you for the rain.
Lord I want you to wash away the parts of me that are not right. Keep that which is pleasing in your sight.
I like the rain very much, it's a natural occurrence that I am in awe of. I love thunderstorms, I love to see lightning streaking across the sky. I find the rain washes away all my sadness, I find freedom in its falling. Even though I know the science behind it, I continue to marvel at how brilliant it is. Thank you for the rain.
Lord I want you to wash away the parts of me that are not right. Keep that which is pleasing in your sight.
Yours Sincerely,
The Prodigal Son
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