Why do I like the rain?

I was thinking about this question today,'what do i love so much about the rain?' Because really, it makes you unnecessarily wet, and then you get cold, and then you have to change, or if you're not at home, you have to suffer being damp/wet.

So I was sitting in my friends sun room this afternoon while she was taking a nap thinking about this question. You could hear the rain falling ever so gently. There was also a crispness to the sun room air, as it is cool out. I had to tuck my feet under me to keep them warm, and a peaceful joy was in my spirit, sitting there as i was spending time with God. And i realised that there is something about being outside, being away from the busy city life, being away... in the quietness, that puts my spirit in awe of God. That awakens me to him. I like lieing under the stars, not always because i like looking at them, but for the joy of being outside, in the quiet night air, with him. Its a place I know God is in, in every aspect. I love it. It is in a way unexplainable, i just love it.