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Tuesday, March 20, 2007

"NEED WASHING"??


NEED WASHING??

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 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 everyday.

To everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under heaven. I HOPE YOU STILL TAKE THE TIME TO RUN THROUGH THE RAIN.

They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them.

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18 Comments:

  • Hi Mate
    Beautifull post and story.
    I walked in the rain and jumped a puddle near Target today, next time I might just jump in the puddle.CU soon. Janxxx

    By Blogger Jeanette, at March 20, 2007 10:24 pm  

  • Hi Gwen,

    That was precious thank you for sharing it with us.

    Janice~

    By Blogger Janice, at March 21, 2007 6:05 pm  

  • I sure enjoyed your post today. It brought tears to my eyes.

    I pray you have a wonderful weekend.

    Lori

    By Blogger lori, at March 23, 2007 9:55 pm  

  • It's me again Gwen, what a brilliant story, I love it! Thanks for sharing.
    I love the photo too!!

    p.s. thanks for your comment about my yoyo quilt. Yep, my neighbour Dawn's garage sale was quite a success.

    By Blogger Kali, at March 23, 2007 11:52 pm  

  • Hi Gwen ~~ Wonderful post that brought tears to my eyes also. Thank you for sharing it with us. Thanks for your comments and yes I had a great time with Peter and glad you saw him at Jans. He is safely home
    thank goodness. Bill Gates is a very clever man isn't he? Take care Gwen
    Love, Merle.

    By Blogger Merle, at March 24, 2007 10:24 pm  

  • Oh! Look at you two! Eating those strawberries and cake - is that pavlova??

    yes, that story is a 'gotcha' for sure.

    You remind me too, thanks Gwen, to keep in mind that I am 'making memories' - it's easy to forget, and we of all people should know by now how precious those memories are.

    By Blogger DellaB, at March 25, 2007 2:44 am  

  • how sweet, and those strawberries look great!

    By Blogger Sorlil, at March 25, 2007 3:42 am  

  • Hi Gwen, don't get carried away now just coz a few people said it was a good post, ya still talk c**p!!!!!!!!!!!

    By Blogger Peter, at March 25, 2007 11:37 am  

  • Great story, Gwen.
    Hope you have a wonderful week.
    take care, Meow

    By Blogger Meow, at March 26, 2007 2:47 pm  

  • Hi Gwen wonderful story, and how about those two "strawberry blondes?" Where's my share?
    Hugs Margaret

    By Blogger Margaret, at March 26, 2007 3:09 pm  

  • Hi Gwen -- you guys sure are enjoying those strawberries.
    My great neice dropped his pants in a mud puddle (he was unloading his father's car at the motel). My neice dried them off with the hair dryer.
    ..

    By Blogger Jim, at March 27, 2007 4:19 pm  

  • Great post Gwen but I have to agree with Peter, this is so not like you. Have gotten used to the laughter lines. Hope you are doing well. Have a nice day.

    By Blogger The Ramblin Irishman, at March 28, 2007 9:08 am  

  • Hi aain Gwen ~~ Just ignore Peter and Tim. There is more to you than they suggest. Actually my son, John sent me this same story yesterday and was diappointed that I had just read it on your blog. Jan also has a nice story - have you two found religion? Sorry!!
    Glad you enjoyed the one liners in my post. I am most upset that Millers got talked out of (or
    forced out of) the Big W shops. The
    other clothing shops ganged up on them. I really like Millers. D you have one in Yarra ? Take care,
    Love, Merle.

    By Blogger Merle, at March 29, 2007 5:34 pm  

  • what a lovely story, makes you appreciate the small things in life.
    xx
    shona

    By Blogger slap me happy, at March 29, 2007 5:55 pm  

  • I'm with Pete.

    Donna

    By Blogger Donna, at March 30, 2007 5:23 pm  

  • I want some of that dessert you're having!!! hehe Oh Gwen, I loved this story, certainly is a lesson to be learned there!! Have a wonderful weekend, I'm off to the Sugar Bush:-) xox

    By Blogger PEA, at March 31, 2007 7:12 am  

  • a shiver story....

    By Blogger Pamela, at April 01, 2007 3:29 pm  

  • All I can say is Wow!

    By Blogger Martin Stickland, at April 03, 2007 6:44 pm  

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