It's pouring across Israel today, and it is a Mighty Rain. As in, any bits of you that aren't encased in rain gear are guaranteed to get soaked if you go outside.
When I spoke with my boss, who does a good bit of farming on the side, he made a comment that I found unexpectedly comforting.
This rainstorm. It's the malkosh [late rain]. As in:
"ונתתי מטר ארצכם בעתו יורה ומלקוש ואספת דגנך ותירשך ויצהרך"
["And I will provide the rain of your land in its time, early rain and late rain, and you will harvest your grain and your wine and your olive oil"]
from the second paragraph of Shema.
