Pray that It's Raining on Sunday
I was reading through old emails and I ran across one I had written to some friends almost 2 years ago. It's been doing some raining here, both physically and emotionally, so I thought this would be a perfect blog entry. Enjoy....
It had been storming all day. I had youth choir practice at church, and while I was there, it started raining again. After choir it was still raining, and I was standing at the door trying to figure out the best way to get to my car without getting too wet. I came to the conclusion that there was really no way that I could get there without getting somewhat wet...So I might as well just enjoy it.
I walked very slowly to my car in the pouring down rain. Then a friend and I started jumping up and down in a small puddle. Then another friend and I began running, jumping and splashing in the rain. We both got completely soaked! So afterwards, I got some "motherish" chiding of how I was going to get myself sick, but I just replied..."Oh it was worth it!"
So what does this have to do with anything??? And how is it so insightful?? I'll tell you. I remember the last time I danced in the rain. It's been about four years now since then, but I can still remember the feeling as the then love of my life stopped me in the middle of the pouring down rain and said..."Just dance with me." Life was so pure then. Needless to say, sometime after that I got the biggest hurt of my life. But I guess if you would ask me now at this moment, I would have to say the pain was worth the dance in the rain. And I've learned, you are going to get hurt in life, one way or the other, so you might as well enjoy it while you can.
In conclusion, my play in the rain reminded me of that night. Sometimes, the pain is worth the dance in the rain. I guess that's why to this day, I love rain. The smell, the sound, the feel of it as it runs down your face. It's kind of like that old country song...."I never liked the rain until I walked through it with you...." One day my turn will come to dance in the rain again, and one day, the rain is not going to leave me all the pain as it once did.
It had been storming all day. I had youth choir practice at church, and while I was there, it started raining again. After choir it was still raining, and I was standing at the door trying to figure out the best way to get to my car without getting too wet. I came to the conclusion that there was really no way that I could get there without getting somewhat wet...So I might as well just enjoy it.
I walked very slowly to my car in the pouring down rain. Then a friend and I started jumping up and down in a small puddle. Then another friend and I began running, jumping and splashing in the rain. We both got completely soaked! So afterwards, I got some "motherish" chiding of how I was going to get myself sick, but I just replied..."Oh it was worth it!"
So what does this have to do with anything??? And how is it so insightful?? I'll tell you. I remember the last time I danced in the rain. It's been about four years now since then, but I can still remember the feeling as the then love of my life stopped me in the middle of the pouring down rain and said..."Just dance with me." Life was so pure then. Needless to say, sometime after that I got the biggest hurt of my life. But I guess if you would ask me now at this moment, I would have to say the pain was worth the dance in the rain. And I've learned, you are going to get hurt in life, one way or the other, so you might as well enjoy it while you can.
In conclusion, my play in the rain reminded me of that night. Sometimes, the pain is worth the dance in the rain. I guess that's why to this day, I love rain. The smell, the sound, the feel of it as it runs down your face. It's kind of like that old country song...."I never liked the rain until I walked through it with you...." One day my turn will come to dance in the rain again, and one day, the rain is not going to leave me all the pain as it once did.
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