on lee's knees

i was reading today in genesis about the flood and it got me to thinking about rain. I've always enjoyed the rain and love laying in bed in the early morning hours and listening to it, but why does it rain?  i mean i know the scientific reason that rain exists - water, evaporation, cold and warm fronts etc. but i don't know why it rains.  why does it rain?  why, on a regular basis, does water start to fall from the sky and then just as regular it stops.  there are places on the earth that it doesn't rain and there are places that get regular rain but have, at some point, experienced a drought.   does the "dust bowl" ring a bell.  i have always thought of rain as one of the greatest gifts, beyond miraculous, beyond, beyond.  would you like to be in charge of rain?  not making it which could be the topic for another time, i mean, would you like to be in charge of getting rain to start and stop.  would you like to name the government  or name the committee that would be charged with the assignment of starting and stopping rain.  so reading about the flood this morning is why i was thinking about rain.  i am certainly glad, for what ever the reason, rain starts and stops.

i have always thought that getting rain to start and stop was one of the greatest signs that Someone loves us. but more than that, its like Someone is enamoured with us!