At Thu, 16 May 2002, Millie wrote:
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>Subject: Fw: The Rain
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>From: Mary Brewer
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>Sent: Tuesday, May 14, 2002 4:33 PM
>Subject: Fwd: The Rain
>
>another repeat but worth it.
>
>--
>Mary Brewer
>>From: "Judy Sessums"
>>To: "Sarah Rutledge" , "Ruth" , "ReginaHome" , "Pat" , "MsMaryWork" , "MissyHome" , "MelindaBrock" , "Cathy Johnson" , "CarolynHome"
>>Subject: The Rain
>>Date: Tue, 14 May 2002 15:20:50 -0500
>>
>> >She had been shopping with her Mom in Walmart. 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
>> >
>> >Walmart. 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 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
>> >
>> > > > >
>> >
>> > > > > * Keep in touch with your friends, you never know when you'll need
>> >
>> > > > each other.*
>>
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