Driving down the highway is always an experience.
Halfway to my destination today, I saw a convertible Beetle similar to my own. The difference though was my convertible top was closed but the other was down and open to the elements.
…it was raining.
The occupants were laughing hysterically while getting drenched and I reveled in their joie de vivre. They were ecstatic.
All days are not sunny and sometimes the rain pours down upon my head. But, it is up to me to choose to laugh in the rain knowing it will pass or wallow in misery.
God doesn’t promise perfect days, perfect people, or a perfect life. But what He does promise is to cover me with His grace and love.
That is something to hold onto on less than ideal days because I want to laugh in the rain. I really do.
Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth.
Worship the Lord with gladness;
come before him with joyful songs.
Know that the Lord is God.
It is he who made us, and we are his;
we are his people, the sheep of his pasture.
Enter his gates with thanksgiving
and his courts with praise;
give thanks to him and praise his name.
For the Lord is good and his love endures forever;
his faithfulness continues through all generations.
Psalm 100
We Shall Come Rejoicing 
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