A little girl had been shopping with her Granddaddy in Wal-Mart. She
must
have been 6 years old, this beautiful little girl with blonde hair, an
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
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 "Granddaddy, let's run through the rain," she said "What?"
Granddaddy asked.
"Let's run through the rain!" She repeated.
"No, honey. We'll wait until it slows down a bit," Granddaddy replied.
This
young child waited about another minute and repeated: "Granddaddy,
let's
run
through the rain,"
"We'll get soaked if we do," Granddaddy said.
"No, we won't, Granddaddy. That's not what you said this morning," the
young
girl said as she tugged at her Granddaddy'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 Grandmamma about her
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.
Granddaddy paused and thought for a moment about what he would say. Now
some
would laugh it off and scold him 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
lets
us
get wet, well maybe we just needed washing," Granddaddy 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 our 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 for 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.
Take the time to live!!! Keep in touch with your friends, you never
know
when you'll need each other -- and don't forget to run in the rain!
must
have been 6 years old, this beautiful little girl with blonde hair, an
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
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 "Granddaddy, let's run through the rain," she said "What?"
Granddaddy asked.
"Let's run through the rain!" She repeated.
"No, honey. We'll wait until it slows down a bit," Granddaddy replied.
This
young child waited about another minute and repeated: "Granddaddy,
let's
run
through the rain,"
"We'll get soaked if we do," Granddaddy said.
"No, we won't, Granddaddy. That's not what you said this morning," the
young
girl said as she tugged at her Granddaddy'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 Grandmamma about her
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.
Granddaddy paused and thought for a moment about what he would say. Now
some
would laugh it off and scold him 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
lets
us
get wet, well maybe we just needed washing," Granddaddy 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 our 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 for 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.
Take the time to live!!! Keep in touch with your friends, you never
know
when you'll need each other -- and don't forget to run in the rain!
