Welcome to Day 16!
A sudden downpour can be one of the most unexplainable things in nature; a nuisance on the shield of a Monday morning Manhattan cab, a
blessing on the plains of a remote village in Africa. Rain is one of the most split forces of nature. Some delight in its presence. It strikes fear in the hearts of others.
Just as an umbrella covered sidewalk may be the way home for a wearied grown up, the puddles are oft the pathway of a child. Running through them, shoeless, new clothes muddied with wear and disobedience.
As children we were so free, trusting the rain to do its job, to grow a field of daffodils or wash the dust off a summer’s window pane.
But as adults we lose touch with nature. Rain begins to be an obstacle.
We put our colorful rain boots on a shelf and trade them for umbrellas and sensible shoes.
And before we know it, we base our life around avoiding the rain.
In the blink of an eye we have gone from dancing in the rain to running from it. But this provokes the question – We can go in from the rain
. . . but where can we go from ourselves?
We can only run so long until we must make a decision to stop running.
The jest of the human experience is this: that we find a way to press past the things that scar us, the things that break us, the things that disrupt our lives and shake us to the very core. It’s the moment we grow so tired of running, our heads stretched down to our knees, jeans soaked with puddle after puddle that we find who we really are. It is here that we discover we are strong enough to turn around and go home, strong enough to move forward, strong enough to let go – brave enough to go into the unopened door . . . or the one we have opened a thousand times before.
In this moment our heart cries “no more.” We toss our umbrellas to the wayside, pull the rain boots from the shelf and walk the
puddles back to faith. Would it rain if God was not God? Mustn’t there be someone up there who cares for us beyond what we can think or possibly comprehend who says to us, “I Am?” Who says to us, “dance?” Who showers us with loving kindness and only asks that in return we embrace it and accept it as our journey riddled with equal parts of storm and grace?
May we find as we run from our lives, from our pains and heartbreaks, from our failures and freedoms that we are stronger than we hoped
for, much less broken than we know. May we find in these moments that we are human and that’s okay. When we are tired of running, may we stretch down for breath coming up renewed with the knowledge, the patience and the grace to finish the race set before us.
Morgan Freeman once said in one of my favorite movies:
“Let me ask you something. If someone prays for patience, do you think God gives them patience?
Or does he give them the opportunity to be patient? If he prayed for courage,
does God give him courage, or does he give him opportunities to be courageous?
If someone prayed for the family to be closer, do you think God zaps them with
warm fuzzy feelings, or does he give them opportunities to love each other?”
May your prayers always be answered. May your life always be full. May the pathway home always look inviting and the sidewalk be but a passerby on your journey there. But most of all, most, most of all . . .
May your rain boots never be dry.
Because dancing in the rain with Him?
*********Was there a time in your life that was hard but blessed?*********
DAILY DARE: Today take time to think about a hard time in your life. What did it teach you? How did Jesus rise up to meet you in that time? If God could bring you through something so difficult is there any reason to believe that He couldn’t do it again? Today reach out to a friend going through a rough time. Encourage them in their journey by sharing your story. Then take time to encourage yourself with the words of the day. Whatever you are going through right this very moment… remember that what God taught you in the dark is still true in the light. Speak life!