Saturday, March 13, 2010

RUN THROUGH THE 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 Wal-Mart. 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 were 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 everyday. 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.

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

They say it 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. Keep in touch with your friends; you never know when you'll need each other.

Author Unknown

6 comments:

zara said...

Hi there!

I always love this post so much..reading this every time give me the kind of determination to create something meaningful yet beautiful in every single day.

Thanks for sharing, MWS. Have a great weekend, yea!

masterwordsmith said...

Hi Zara

Like you, I love this post too! I think this is the second time I am posting it here. Lovely to hear your experiences and feelings about the post.

You are most welcome, Zara. It is a pleasure to learn and a greater pleasure to share. Have a wonderful weekend too!

Salam

madam gold said...

I love your post!Read twice...

masterwordsmith said...

Dear Madam Gold

Thanks! I love it too and have read it many times...still get teary-eyed when I do :-).

Thanks for the visit and for sharing your views.

Take care.

Salam

Nurie said...

Hi there again!
Always luv the rain but had not 'danced' in the rain for a long long time..
another beautful post. Thanks for sharing..:-)

masterwordsmith said...

Hi Nurie

Ah - I also love to sing and dance in the rain :-)

You are welcome, dear Nurie. I love this post so much.

Take care and please keep in touch!

Cheers