Like A Refreshing Rain

If you live in Southeast Idaho you couldn't miss the smoke covering the valley.  Hazy, dirty, smoky.  Then in the afternoon the clouds opened & it downpoured.  The rain cleared away all that filthiness.  The air was fresh, crisp, & clean.  Everything was brighter and bolder.  The grass was greener, the sky was bluer,  the grain fields were more golden. Life was good & beautiful.  It was a fitting scene for a Sunday and I couldn't help but think of how going to church & taking the sacrament is like a refreshing rain.  The grit and garbage that we're exposed to everyday is washed away.  I haven't been able to make it to church very often lately because I've been working so much on Sundays.  I'll be so glad when I'll be able to quit working Sundays & go to church for that weekly refresher.  Life will be bolder, brighter, & more beautiful and that feeling of all that will carry me through the week.  Until then I'll try to make the best of it and remember my prayers & scriptures and soon my life will be refreshed like after a good rainstorm.