This story came in an e-mail from my father on September 8, 2005. It touched me deeply so I wanted to post it here. The author is unknown to me.
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 & just inside the door of 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 & sight of the heavens washing away the dirt & 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.
“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 & 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 & 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 & thought for a moment about what she would say. Now some would laugh it off & scold the child 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 & laughing as they darted past the cars & yes, through the puddles. They held their shopping bags over their heads just in case, but they got soaked. Surprisingly, they were followed by a few who screamed & 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, & they can take away your health. But no one can ever take away your precious memories! So, don’t forget to make time & take the opportunities to make memories everyday. “To everything there is a season & a time to every purpose under heaven.”
I HOPE YOU STILL TAKE THE TIME TO RUN THROUGH THE RAIN.