A little girl had been shopping with her Mom in Wal-Mart. 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 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 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 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 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.
(Written by Bob Perks)
ALL THE GLORY BELONGS TO GOD (",)
I believe in God.
A friend once told me, God is ABLE. Isn’t it amazing to know that there is someone towhom we can cry out? Isn’t it so nice to have someone take care of everything for us?
Lucky. One word to describe what we are.
I tried to run away from God. I tried to do things on my own. I didn’t want His help because I felt at the time He was making things worse. I asked Him to protect me one fateful day. I thought He didn’t.I was so jaded that I couldn’t see. I was so angry that I didn’t want to listen. I rambled on and on about how things were going great only to be taken away in a snap. No warnings. Or were there but was i just too deaf to hear?
I chose to stay away from church. I almost allowed myself to be swallowed by hatred. I couldn’t bear people reminding me how God is so good. In my heart, i know this to be true but it was clouded over by anger, remorse, selfishness.
One month.Rant.ramble.rant.ramble.rant.
I cried out and even tried to force Him to answer my prayers. I bargained. I threatened. How ridiculous all these seem now.
I grew tired and told Him, Your will be done.Amazingly, a burden was lifted.
Funny how we have to subject ourselves to serious humiliation infront of God only to be reminded later on that we can’t do things on our own.
He’s saying when we stumble, we should dust ourselves off, stand up, open the eyes of our hearts and believe Him because we have a lot of people who need to hear the good news.
Another thing that’s so amazing is that He has the patience to endure all our complaints, listen to us, cry with all of us when He can very well live without us. It reminds me of a line in a song that goes “you put the stars in the sky and You know them by name” If He knows the names of the stars, how can He not know us? The very creation that was made in His image and likeness?
I am so overwhelmed by the magnitude of Hisglory. I’m trading my sorrows for the joy of the Lord.I pray not be to be rid of this ‘high’ for my God. He’s going to amaze me and it will come to me in a big bang! I just know it.
I’m keeping that extra dose of faith in the core my heart.
Im wondering at this very minute if you are thinking of me, if
like me, you are wondering what is taking us so long
to find each other. Many times I thought I finally found
you only to be disillusioned by the fact that my wait
has not yet ended. I get up each morning hoping,
dreaming, longing to meet you.
I am thinking of how we will meet, would it be as
romantic as the ones I have seen in movies? Or is it
possible that I have known you all my life but we have
yet to realize that we are meant for each other? Oh
how I wish you were here right now because you are
the only one who has the answers to all my questions.
Sometimes I ask myself if I have ever really
known love. I do not have the answer to that
question either but I believe that, more often than not,
we will never really know what love is until we find that
right person and since I have not found you yet,
then maybe I do not really know what love is! You just
don't know how often I dream of finally knowing what it
feels like to be in your arms. Even at this very moment
I am imagining how you will simply sweep me off my
feet! Perhaps I would be drawn to you by your smile,
or your eyes, or maybe even how you manage to
make me laugh by your silly little ways!
I don't really know for sure but I am praying that God
will help me recognize you when the right time comes.
I think of all the pain that I have gone through in the
past and of how much I have cried since the day I
began my search. I just wanted you to know that I find
my strength in clinging onto my vision of the beautiful
life ahead of me - the life I shall spend with you. In
my mind and in my heart I know that you are worth all
that pain and sacrifice.
After all, the tears have become a part of my life and I
believe that they are slowly washing away my flaws so
that I would become perfect, not perfect in its truest
sense, but perfect - for YOU! I wonder if you've
gone through so much pain as well. I wonder if you've
been hurt so many times along the journey.
But my dearest one, please don't ever give up
because I am right here. patiently waiting for you! I
assure you that when we finally find each other I
would slowly heal those wounds by my love.
At night, I would look out my window and stare at the
beautiful sky, hoping that somehow you are also
looking up and wondering about me. I utter a silent
prayer and send all my cries to the heavens above
thinking that in time they would reach you. And when I
feel impatient, I just close my eyes and believe that
you are on your way and that you are longing to see
me as well. It is funny but when I finally fall asleep, it
is still you that I think of, for you are always in my
dreams. It seems that, for now, that is the only place
where I can hold on to you, long enough to tell you
how much I love you. In my dreams you would kiss
away my fears and wrap me with your arms of love.
And this, all the more, makes me want to wake up and
face the new day ahead with the hope that soon
enough, you will no longer be a dream but a reality
and once again I am assured that you are worth the
wait. And when that time comes, everything will fall into
its place, just as I had imagined, just as I had thought
and dreamed, just as I had believed it would be! By
then, I would simply look back and smile at all that I
have gone through, in spite of the pain and amidst the
simple joys of life - and I would be very thankful
because they all led me to you!
In the meantime, take care of yourself for me. Hold on
to our dream and don't even think of letting go. Believe
in your heart that we will find each other no matter
what happens. God has planned the course and it is
up to us to follow the directions. Dont worry, dont be
afraid about getting lost, God saw to it that all the
roads, no matter which one you choose to follow, lead to
me.
So these past few weeks I have been thinking if I should allow myself to forgive. I actually started with feeling so numb and allowed myself to forget everything for awhile. And then one day, I told myself, ok, deal with it now.
I am pissed off, no doubt about this and i could strangle one very insensitive person and i feel like it would be the happiest moment of my life(ok this is creepy). A barrage of some very hurtful words can even do this person in. A satisfied smile after everything's been said and done. And then I thought, ok, whoa! hey, slow down lady...where do you think you're headed?, clearly not somewhere nice and peaceful. OK! So someone hurt you. Someone did something really really mean and yeah, ok, you can feel hatred and you might even shoot green laser beams from your eyes just by the mere thought of this person, but will you really be happy knowing that you've also inflicted pain in someone?
I realized it's ok to just walk away and allow myself to forgive, maybe not forget ( for now) I might become indifferent for a while but eventually, forgiveness will come, I mean, hey, come on! Would I really want someone to keep me trapped in a web of anger and thoughts of revenge? heck no!..the person you're trying to hurt may not even care at all, so why bother?..
Ok, I'm just rambling.
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