There's Something About the Rain

Author: Katie

Sue and I have been struggling (not with each other) lately because of the rain. I'm sure we've mentioned the fact that it has been seeping into one of our rooms and has been wreaking havoc on our lives. Every time it rains I get this feeling of dread and I curse the rain. I even told Sue I was about to start praying for a drought (I haven't so if one occurs please don't hold me accountable)! Anyhow, today I got this e-mail. It was a forward from one of our regulars. Most of the time Sue just deletes them (which is not such a bad thing since most of them have been circulating for years and we get repeats all of the time). I delete them too if I don't have time to read them. Usually though, I skim through to see if it's worth reading and if it is, I will read it. Today I came across a fwd that really was applicable to my life. I had tears. So, I thought that I would put it in my blog to spare all of you anti-fwd people another annoying forward. Here it goes.......

RAIN

She had been shopping with her Mom in Wal-Mart. She must have been 6 years old, this beautiful red 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 got 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. It was 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 everyday.

To everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under heaven.

It has been said that it only takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them.

To quote one of those special people in my life........

"enuf said"