Rain
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Rain
She had been shopping with her mom in Wal-Mart. She
must have been 6 years old, this beautiful brown
haired, freckle-faced image of innocence.
It was pouring outside. The kind of rain that gushes
over the top of rain gutters, so much in a hurry to
hit the Earth it has no time to flow down the spout.
We all stood there under the awning and just inside
the door of the Walmart. We waited, some patiently,
others irritated because nature messed up their
hurried day. I am always mesmerized by rainfall. I get
lost in the sound and sight of the heavens washing
away the dirt and dust of the world.
Memories of running, splashing so carefree as a child,
come pouring in as a welcome reprieve from the worries
of my day.
Her voice was so sweet as it broke the hypnotic trance
we were all caught in. "Mom, let's run through the
rain," she said. "What?" Mom asked. "Let's run through
the rain!" She repeated. "No, honey. We'll wait until
it slows down a bit," Mom replied.
This young child waited about another minute and
repeated: "Mom, Let's run through the rain." "We'll
get soaked if we do," Mom said. "No, we won't, Mom.
That's not what you said this morning," the young girl
said as she tugged at her Mom's arm.
"This morning? When did I say we could run through the
rain and not get wet?" "Don't you remember? When you
were talking to daddy about his cancer, you said, 'If
God can get us through this, He can get us through
anything!'"
The entire crowd stopped dead silent. I swear you
couldn't hear anything but the rain. We all stood
silently. No one came or left in the next few minutes.
Mom paused and thought for a moment about what she
would say.
Now some would laugh it off and scold her for being
silly. Some might even ignore what was said. But this
was a moment of affirmation in a young child's life. A
time when innocent trust can be nurtured so that it
will bloom into faith.
"Honey, you are absolutely right. Let's run through
the rain. If God let's us get wet, well maybe we just
needed washing," Mom said. Then off they ran. We all
stood watching, smiling and laughing as they darted
past the cars and yes, through the puddles. They held
their shopping bags over their heads just in case.
They got soaked. But they were followed by a few who
screamed and laughed like children all the way to
their cars. And yes, I did. I ran. I got wet. I needed
washing.
Circumstances or people can take away your material
possessions, they can take away your money, and they
can take away your health. But no one can ever
take away your precious memories....... So, don't
forget to make time and take the opportunities to make
memories every day!
To everything there is a season and a time to every
purpose under heaven. Ecclesiastes 3:1
I HOPE YOU STILL TAKE THE TIME TO RUN THROUGH THE RAIN
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