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Into each life a little rain must fall.
The sun beats down upon the head, the air is humid and oppressive, and the extreme heat makes it impossible to think, or indeed do anything but curse at the fates that torment you, and not only with the weather. Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego entering the furnace come to mind.
And then it comes, a shower of light rain,blowing down with the west wind... sweeping away the heat, the cares...and the thoughts. Most of them.
The sun beats down upon the head, the air is humid and oppressive, and the extreme heat makes it impossible to think, or indeed do anything but curse at the fates that torment you, and not only with the weather. Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego entering the furnace come to mind.
And then it comes, a shower of light rain,blowing down with the west wind... sweeping away the heat, the cares...and the thoughts. Most of them.
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