You learn to live with storms in the American Midwest, but I don’t think you ever get used to them. We live in a manufactured home. Thankfully, they aren’t built like they used to be. Newer models have vinyl or wood siding and shingled roofs, so we don’t have to deal with the sound of rain on a metal roof. But we live in a wooded area full of walnut and pecan trees so when it storms along with rain and possibly hail, tree branches and nuts fall as well. The first time we had a good storm it sounded like we were being bombed.
Early yesterday morning when I woke up to the sound of falling rain (and nuts) I also heard the old gospel song Till the Storm Passes By. I hope you will enjoy and find comfort in this version by Vestal Goodman.