Although it’s the hurricane season here in the Caribbean, the past few weeks have been very hot and dry. With such hot days, I tend to leave the windows of my car down to keep it cool. I’ve convinced myself that since there are no dark clouds on the eastern horizon that there will be no RAIN. A few weekends ago I did what I usually did and was taught an important lesson. Even though the sky was still blue and there was a brisk wind blowing, I began SMELLING something familiar. It was the SMELL that rises up when RAIN falls on hot tar or concrete. Initially I thought that can’t be since I didn’t hear the sound of any RAIN drops on the roof. The RAIN was not heard and it could hardly be seen. But you could certainly SMELL it. I only knew that it was RAINING not because of the sense of sight or hearing. It was the sense of SMELL that informed me of what was taking place on the outside. The evidence that I couldn’t hear or hardly see I could SMELL. Immediately I had to run outside to get the windows of the car closed. Our FF for today is a call for us to do something that we may not have done in a while: SMELL THE RAIN!