“Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall”
― Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
As a child I used to think of rainy days as a time to escape to my books. I loved to read and a rainy day was the perfect time to do so. I also used to think that rain was the result of God’s tears falling over us and cleansing us from our sins. Mom used to say that thunder meant that the angels were bowling in heaven. It’s funny all the ideas we can conjure up when we think about storms.
However there is nothing funny about the storms we experience in our daily lives. There really is no escaping a rainy day. It’s all part of God’s plan to nurture the earth and bring forth fruit, but sometimes the storms become impossible to handle and we get flooded with worry.
The things we hope for don’t always come to be. Our prayers aren’t always answered in the way we want them to be. Our desires often give way to the needs of our families and many times there are not enough dollars to cover them.
I always wanted to dance in the rain, like Gene Kelly did in the movies. What fun to stomp on those puddles and let the drops trickle down your face as you did a soft shoe down the lane. In a way, doing so meant making something good out of a bad situation. When we can accomplish that, with God’s help, we can really sing in the rain.
Even the toughest of situations seem a little less difficult if you can find some good in them. For example, you’re late for work because you couldn’t get the kids moving this morning. It so happens, had you left at your usual time, you may have been involved in an accident that occurred along your normal route. Or maybe your electricity went out because of the storm and a friend offered to store your refrigerated items in their home.
Suppose your health is failing and you may even be facing death. Someone comes to spend the day with you, or do chores for you or simply prays with you. The storms seems a little easier then.
Wouldn’t it be fun to be a kid again, don your rain boots and go splashing through the puddles? What’s stopping you?