Some people
walk in the rain
others just get wet
-----Roger Miller
One of my favorite fragrances is the incoming rain, not yet arrived, but the fragrance precedes to give us the promise of much needed moisture.
I read a story of a little girl who, having been in danger of dying just after being born and being in a state of health where the parents could not touch her little body, the mother prayed that God would hold her in His loving arms and care for her until they could. Several years later, while at a sporting event of her brother's, the little girl nonchalantly mentions when her mother speaks of the incoming rain, that is how God smells. The mother explains that, no, it is just rain. The little girl explains that when she was sick, God held her against his chest and that is how God smelled. I don't do the story justice in this and may not have gotten it all correct.
I can remember the joy as a child of a shower moving in and it smelled so fresh and clean and then how marvelous it was to just walk in the rain and feel it hit your face and feeling so free. The rumbling of thunder is to me so calming.
I think we should all walk in the rain and enjoy the experience even as adults. I seldom use an umbrella. When I see people running in and out of building, with newspapers being held over their heads or rushing to their cars with umbrellas, I always wonder why.