Lets Run Through it.

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 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.

Very Nice and True!!!

a very nice story!!  :D

good one