it never rains when you want it to

there's a norah jones song, and in it she says, "it never rains when you want it to... you humble me, Lord."
I really felt the truth of that yesterday, listening to that song and driving to indianapolis to visit with friends.

saturday night was the global night commute. it was interesting. the turnout for cincinnati was shabby, and i think the news coverage was about the same. it's unfortunate, but i think it went well across the world. i'm anxious to hear more about the results. i heard something in the thousands in grand rapids, mi. cool. so anyway, we're in ohio, and it's springtime, so it rained. the interesting thing to me was my initial reaction to the rain ("c'mon, God!") and the reactions i continued to hear throughout the night and with more vibrato as the rain grew stronger in the wee hours of the morning... "thanks, God!"... and such. but why should we, the suburban college and high school kids who sleep in a cushy bed every other night of the week, get to compain about bad weather or be entitled to a nice clear starry night for the night we CHOOSE to sleep on the street? it's not like people who actually are without shelter each night get to choose their weather. it was just an interesting perspective; we think we're so deserving, because that's what we've been told our entire lives. hmm. well, thanks, God for the rain. (really.) it taught me something.

so yesterday afternoon i went to indy to visit with 3 of the people i spent 4 of the best months of my life with, and it was wonderful. the worst part of the trip was when we had to part ways, not knowing for sure the next time we'd see eachother. sad. it felt like old times, just hanging out, sharing what's goin' on, eating:) there was a point when in a bookstore ben was telling us about a movie, and i had to remind myself we would not be going back to manguinhos (his neighborhood in rio) to watch this movie together.

it's a weird realization, to know that something so precious will never happen again. like living in hang ten with the girls from miami, pizza nights in rio, and so many other wonderful times. thank goodness the end of a wonderful time doesn't mean the end of all good things. there a more to come. can i get a PTL for good times? :)