“Long as I remember, the rain been comin’ down.”— ‘Who’ll Stop the Rain’ song lyrics by John Fogerty.The idea early Sunday was to thread some thoughts together for this week’s column. The sunrise through the breakfast room window was cloudy. A welcome improvement, however, from Saturday’s most-of-the-day deluge.Dashing out the door for church a couple hours later, things had changed. Dark skies were serving monsoon-sized showers blended with notes of hail.“Looks like I’ll be late this morning,” I thought. Dashing back inside to escape the weather.Honestly, waiting for a reprieve in the weather just seemed like another chapter in the ...