I have always loved a rainy day. A peace comes over me on a rainy day. I love to go walking in the rain. I love smelling it and feeling it on my face.
I felt I needed to get out today. I was feeling a little bit lonely, so I decided I would go the mall. I walked around a little bit, but I decided I would rather be home, watching and listening to the rain.
As I was driving home I started singing "There Shall Be Showers of Blessings." God has blessed me so much in my life and I am so thankful for all the showers of blessings that I receive each day.
There shall be showers of blessing:
This is the promise of love;
There shall be seasons refreshing,
Sent from the Savior above.
This is the promise of love;
There shall be seasons refreshing,
Sent from the Savior above.
Refrain
Showers of blessing,
Showers of blessing we need:
Mercy drops round us are falling,
But for the showers we plead.
Showers of blessing we need:
Mercy drops round us are falling,
But for the showers we plead.
-Written by Daniel Webster Whittle
Daniel Whittle was a major in the American Civil War. During the war, he lost his right arm, and ended up in a prisoner of war camp.
While recovering from his wounds in the hospital, he was looking for something to read and found a New Testament. Even after reading it's words, he was still not ready to accept Christ as his savior.
One day an orderly woke him up and said that a dying prisoner wanted someone to pray with him. Whittle refused. The orderly said, "But I thought you were a Christian; I have seen you reading your Bible."
Whittle then agreed to pray with the dying man. He recorded what took place at the dying man's bed side:
I dropped on my knees and held the boy’s hand in mine. In a few broken words I confessed my sins and asked Christ to forgive me. I believed right there that He did forgive me. I then prayed earnestly for the boy.
He became quiet and pressed my hand as I prayed and pleaded God’s promises.
When I arose from my knees, he was dead.
A look of peace had come over his troubled face, and I cannot but believe that God who used him to bring me to the Savior, used me to lead him to trust Christ’s precious blood and find pardon.
I hope to meet him in heaven.
Almost 10 years after the war, Whittle entered the field of evangelism. Of his decision to devote his life to the Gospel, Whittle said:
"…I gave my life to my Heavenly Father to use as He would.This is the promise of love."

