What’s in the forecast today? Rain! Rain! Rain! My family weeps for me because I have fallen to sleep. I’m no longer there, but I still exist. They do not see me and cannot understand. They have seen me and do not know it.
The good book said:
“Though he were dead, yet shall he live.” St. John 11:25. And yet, I live the spiritual life.
My family cries. And I cry out in the storm that I am alive. They hear the thunder but do not hear my voice. They see the rain but they do not see me. Oh Lord, how can I help them see?
What’s in the forecast today? Rain! Rain! Rain! I am the Rain Man.
