I’m sitting in my livingroom this evening watching TV. I had opened a window earlier tonight to welcome in the cool fresh air. Fall is upon us and I love it.

As I flipped through the channels aimlessly, I could hear the dim rhythm of rain falling outside.

It occurred to me that this rain might be more pleasing to my ears if I muted the television. So I did. I continued to watch the imagery flash before my eyes as the sweet pitter patter of raindrops serenaded me outside.

It didn’t take long to realize that nothing on TV deserved to be paired with this sweet natural symphony. And so I turned the TV off without the slightest regret.

Even now that the rain has passed, my heart is so soothed by its former presence that I wish to never move from this place. I can think of no better use of my time than to let the comfort of the rain linger still as I rest.

Thank God for the grace to be fully present in this moment- a true and rare gift. Nothing else matters in this space.