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Articles: My Thoughts | Run through the rain...
- Ms. Pushpakumari Pushpa
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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 as 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?” Mom asked.
'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!''
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