Running in the Rain

Discussion in 'Chit Chat' started by 6cats, Apr 17, 2007.

  1. 6cats

    6cats New Member


    A little girl had been shopping with her Mom in Target. 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 Target.

    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 came 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.

    "Lets run thr ough 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 l ife. A time when innocent trust can be nurtured so that it will bloom into f aith.

    "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, 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.


    They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to ap preciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them. Send this to the people you'll never forget and remember to also send it to the person who sent it to you. It's a short message to let them know that you'll never forget them.

    If you don't send it to anyone, it means you're in a hurry.

    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!
  2. morningsonshine

    morningsonshine New Member

    That was very sweet and touching, thanks for sharing.

    I played in the rain just last summer and it felt great, i forgot about not feeling good for about 5 minutes.

    We had a very dry summer last year, and then it rained a very warm drench down pour for about 30 minutes, i got my whole family out there splashing around!

    Of course i was the first one to come in! Too pooped to whoop for long.

  3. rockgor

    rockgor Well-Known Member

    was 3-4 years old, we used to go out and play in the rain.

    I would bundle him up and attach an old pair of grandma's tennis shoes w/ rubber bands since he didn't have any waterproof boots. Then we'd go splash in the puddles.

    Sometimes ar night I'd put him in a shopping cart and push him around the empty parking lot.

    Then inside for a hot bath.