2004-03-19 11:00:00小明
Run Through the Rain
A little girl had been shopping with her Mom in Walmart. I guess she was
about 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, smell 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.
The little 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,
please, can we 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 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 too ran. I got
wet. I needed cleansing.
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.
This has been sent this to remind us all of the simple pleasures of life.
Hope you enjoy it.
REMEMBER TO TAKE THE TIME TO RUN THROUGH THE RAIN.
about 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, smell 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.
The little 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,
please, can we 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 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 too ran. I got
wet. I needed cleansing.
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.
This has been sent this to remind us all of the simple pleasures of life.
Hope you enjoy it.
REMEMBER TO TAKE THE TIME TO RUN THROUGH THE RAIN.