I wrote this poem a couple days ago. I thought I would share it.

By Brooke Budewig

When the rain pelts,
when the storms proceed
God is working.

God is with storms
as they cleanse all things
and leave them new.

He is with rain
as it pours on us
as a refreshment.

Rain blesses us
and makes us clean.
Rain is God's love.

Storms bless us too.
They wash away all
things unneeded.

The Lord seeks out
those who need refining.
He sends His love.