A sudden rain sliced into our hot afternoon, bringing a
welcome division between the heat of the workday and a peaceful dusk. Standing
on the front porch with my husband and our little boy, we listened to the
downpour. There was no thunder or lightning, just the wonderful sound of
cooling rain.
“You ever run in the rain?” I asked Zachary.
“No,” he answered, with a heavy undertone of you’re crazy.
“Go on, it’s fun.”
“No,” he said, but I could tell he was considering it
by the smile he was desperately trying to hide.
“When your sisters were your age, they ran in the rain
all the time. If it’s not thundering or lightening, it’s safe. Want me to go
get Emily to run with you?”
“She won’t go,” said my husband. “She’s probably on the
phone.”
I went inside and talked to Emily. She’s always been an
adventure-sort of girl but we realize she’s now eighteen and growing up.
“I’ll be out in just a minute,” she called from behind
her bedroom door.
I picked up my camera on the way out, just in case a
Kodak (well, Canon) moment happened.
Walking back out to the porch, I found the guys still mesmerized
by the waterfall.
“Is she coming?”
“Says she is.”
Waiting for her to come out the front door, we heard a
whoop from the side of the house. Another whoop later and Emily came running
around the house in the rain. My eighteen year old has not lost her spunk.
That was all it took for Zachary. He wasn’t about to
let her have all the fun. They took off for a few laps around the house. I
could hear Emily squealing all the way. Zachary was probably laughing too hard
to squeal. Puddle splashing was then followed
by raindrop drinking.
I’m snapping pictures and just when I was about to get
towels, I hear another whoop. Turning around, I see my husband has pulled off
his shirt and has ignited another race around the house!
Soaking wet mess? Yes. Spontaneous fun? Oh yeah.
Cherished memory forever? Absolutely.
Is there someone who needs to see your faith still has
spunk? Can they see your joy even when life gets a little slippery? Drenched in
tests and trials, do they see you still looking up to Him and praising Him in
the rain? Are people hearing your delight as you run life’s race?
Thanks so much Sally for such a wonderful picture of them having so much fun. Just wanted to let you know that i am stepping out again in faith and will be going to Bangalore India Oct 15th. Am so excited to see what God is going to allow us to be part of and to be able to share all about him with the people of India. Would appreciate your prayers for this trip. I must raise $2,000 to go. I will have a yard sale this coming weekend and do the things that I know to do to raise money and trust Him to provide the rest as He always has. Love you and your writings.
ReplyDeleteWow, Linda, India! I'll be praying for you. I read your comment after the yard sale so I missed it! Maybe we can come by one afternoon this week if you have anything left.
DeleteSally this is precious! Thank you for sharing this. I remember running in the rain as a child, and I remember cleaning up after my boys had done the same. Truly awesome memories! Blessings, Edie
ReplyDeleteThey are precious memories, aren't they? Thank you for your encouragement and for for tweeting about the post. You are a blessing.
DeleteIsn't it wonderful making memories with your children? Great story!
ReplyDeleteWe always thought it was a treat to get to play in the rain when we were little. Thanks for bringing back those memories on this rainy day. I love the way you worked a rainy day into a message from God. You are such a blessing!
ReplyDeleteMary Jane & Cathy- I am blessed to know you both. Thanks for stopping by. Looks like we'll have lots of rainy days this week to get out and play!
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