The sound of rain… is the only melody that, whenever the clouds play it, we listen to as if for the first time…
The first rain of the year falling on the buildings and main squares of Diyala is like mercy slowly descending from the sky to awaken in us a sense of tranquility that we had almost forgotten amid the hustle and bustle of everyday life…
With every drop, we felt that God was reminding us of His unending kindness, and that true beginnings are not announced by the pages of the calendar, but are scattered by the Creator when He wills in the form of rain that refreshes both the earth and our hearts…
We raised our eyes to the sky and thanked God for this rain that washes away our fatigue, for the breeze that passes through the corridors carrying a silent prayer, and for the moment when everything stops so that we may remember that above our worries there is a generous Lord who sends His rain to renew our certainty…
Praise be to God for the rain that came at the right time, to bless our year and make its beginning gentler and closer to Him.” …
With regards from the Media and Government Communications Division