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The rains are coming!

Although the titles may lead you to think the topics are connected, this post has nothing to do with the previous one (The storm has passed).

Last night was hot. Hot and still. At 3am, we were both wide awake trying to decide whether to tough it out and stay in bed or get up and do something. I opted for taking another shower (the upside to having water at night!) to cool off then trying to get some sleep.

When I woke up this morning, it was hot and still…still. Yuck.

About an hour later, Jonathan said he thought rain clouds were blowing in. Keep in mind that we haven’t seen rain since arriving in January, so this was a BIG deal. Everything is so dry and dusty here…even us at times :)

Sandstorm - it blew in SO quickly!

By the time I’d gone upstairs to get my camera, a HUGE sandstorm had blown in! We couldn’t even see the plant nursery across the street. Cars were pulling off the road and people running for shelter. It was just a huge cloud of brown.

As quickly as it blew in, it blew out – beaten down and chased away by an army of teeny tiny little raindrops that looked like mud-drops. The drops got bigger and clearer until it was just…raining.

Raindrops!

The first rains of the year. It was beautiful. Amazing. Incredible. Five minutes of beautiful, amazing, incredible.

Our house is cool and breezy, and it smells like rain.

After the rain chased away the dust

“The desert will rejoice, and flowers will bloom in the wastelands.” Isaiah 35:1

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  1. And Corrie missed the sand storm and the rain???? That would have been an incredible sight to add to her experiences there!

    I remember the day the first sandstorm blew into Daloa when we were newbies in Ivory Coast. When we woke up in the morning, the dining room table was COVERED with a layer of dust, and before we could eat, we had to wipe the table. Before we could eat lunch 4 hours later, we had to wipe it again because of all the dust that had landed on the table. I’d heard of the harmattan winds and dust storms but NEVER in my wildest imagination did I expect it to leave everything so dusty.

    Do you remember how refreshed everything was after we finally got rain at the end of dry season? Because of those days in Ivory Coast during dry season, I will never complain about it raining!!

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  2. that’s one of the best little things in life…a home smelling like rain. it’s so lovely.

    i remember the night before i left dakar i woke up to the weirdest noise and looked outside…RAIN. it was surreal after having gone for so long without seeing rain.

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  3. That must have been an amazing experience! I’m from Vancouver (on the wet coast) & I miss the rain even after just a week or two without any drizzle. So going months with no raindrops? I can’t imagine. So glad it cooled down a little bit for you.

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  4. Perfect verse. It gave me joy!

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  5. [...] So far, it’s been true each year. Right up until the very last moment, you’re convinced the sky couldn’t possibly produce a raindrop before you eat that grilled hamburger. But then it does! [...]

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