Oh, for five hundred Elijahs, each one upon his Carmel , crying unto God, and we should soon have the clouds bursting into showers. Oh, for more prayer, more constant, incessant prayer! Then the blessing would rain upon us. — Charles Spurgeon Copy Share Image
I only want to walk a little longer in the cold blessing of the rain, and lift my face to it. — Kim Addonizio Copy Share Image
