We All Need To Run Through The Rain

[Guest guest]

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

Wal-Mart. 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.

A friend sent this to me to remind me of life, hope you enjoy it.

I HOPE YOU STILL TAKE THE TIME TO RUN THROUGH THE RAIN *

Keep in touch with your friends, you never know when you'll need them.

Love and Gentle Hugs,

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

Wal-Mart. 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.

A friend sent this to me to remind me of life, hope you enjoy it.

I HOPE YOU STILL TAKE THE TIME TO RUN THROUGH THE RAIN *

Keep in touch with your friends, you never know when you'll need them.

Love and Gentle Hugs,

Verlene