Showers of Blessings.
It all started in the early hours of the morning, in the house with my Family, we weren’t fully awake from sleep. Struggling to get up from my bed to close my windows was a problem because the breeze was too much and then I finally did. I saw the dark clouds and the waves of breeze which I was enjoying in my bed, covering up with my duvet and closed windows, but the breeze could still come in penetrating through thin holes I thought it was just going to end with the breeze, those breeze that comes with the dry season, because we were still in the Dry Season, but I couldn’t predict nature, little did I know that there was going to be a heavy rain later.
An hour later after the breeze, the rain started, the rain started like it was angered...it came aggressively, hitting roofs, the sounds from the roof was as though stone were falling from the sky. "It’s the first rain of the year" my mother said aloud from her room, she sounds so excited because she just acquired an acre of land to start her farm business. And I replied to her "It’s showers of blessings“ As at this time we were all awake.
For you to partake of this blessing you have to let the rain touch your skin and say few words of prayers. This is a pattern which we have believed so much in for a long time, and it has became a ritual. No matter where we find ourselves we always do it. We believe that the rain is sent from the heavens by God to bless us and so the first rain of the year after the dry season is a unique one that will bring blessings, purify us, cleans us from bad omens and usher us into the raining season.
I got up from my bed, opened the balcony door and went outside. I stood there for a while, watching the rain fall from the sky, how it is washing off the rooted and rusty roofs and I inhale the smell of the dust from the rain as it falls to the ground. This I love also, I like the dusty soil smell when it rains, it gives me this feeling that I can’t explain. This happens when it hasn’t rain for a long time.
The raining season came so early this year, although, the dry season didn’t last long. I thought about how excited the farmers would be about the rain because they would plant so early and harvest early for the market. I thought about when I was a kid, how I bath and play around under the rain with my younger brother and how my mom would punish me for taking him into the rain with me because he was too fragile then and always falls sick and but he loved to be in the rain so much. These memories flashed through my head and I smiled.
The rain is about to stop I said loud, my mother rushed out from the house and enter the rain, her spirit were lifted she was saying some words but I couldn’t hear her. I noticed through the movement of her lips that she was praying, she lifted her hands to the sky in adoration and I joined her in the rain I said few words also for cleaning, blessings and purifications. And it ended with a bath LOL.
Thank you for your time and for reading through. See you in my next post.