So many things in life are a mystery; so many things I cannot possibly understand. I decided to just let God be God, and accept whatever He chose to reveal to me. What I could not comprehend, I did not need to know. ——— The day was uncomfortably hot and humid. I left the cicada choir behind and a new sound filled the woods, the soft sound of raindrops hitting leaves and falling to the ground. It was the most unusual rain I had ever heard. And I wasn’t getting wet. I had walked into a Gypsy moth rain.