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 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.

 “Lets 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

 “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 beiPû¡ ng 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 lets
 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.


 They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to
 appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget
 them. Send this to the people you’ll never forget. It’s a short message
 to let them know that you’ll never forget them.

 If you don’t send it to anyone, it means you’re in a hurry.
 Take the time to live!!!

 Keep in touch with your friends, you never know when you’ll need each
 other — and don’t forget to run in the rain!