Fwd: Fw: A run in the rain

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I just had to send this out and to thank Arizona for sending it to me in the

first place.

 

Marianne

 

 

> A run in the rain

>

>

>

> This is just too precious.

>

> She had been shopping with her Mom in Wal-Mart. She

> must have been six 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 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 each other.