You are too busy to read this story…

You are too busy to read this story…

…so I am posting it anyway, or perhaps BECAUSE we are all too busy…

You may have received this email forward before, I got it today from my good friend Renea.  I thought you might enjoy it, too.

girl_in_rainA 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. ‘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.  I HOPE YOU STILL TAKE THE TIME TO RUN THROUGH THE RAIN.  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.  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!

Thanks for taking the time to read this sweet story, I hope it touched you as much as it touched me!


  1. Thanks Jenn. I did read it and I can appreciate it both literally and figuratively. I literally ran through plenty of rain while I lived in Scotland and I enjoyed every minute of it, as it became the downpour of my life to have been given the opportunity to be with the love of my life. I can always use a reminder like this story to right me when I’ve been consumed by things that really aren’t important. Thanks again, I love you lots!

  2. Thanks Julie! I bet you don’t miss that rain. And I’m so glad you brought David back with you! Aaron and I tried making his scones again and they were much better this time. We still need more practice (and a shot glass like David’s for cutting the right size circle, our sippy cup opening turned out a bit small!)

  3. Jenn ……………. You are one very special lady, mom, sister, daughter, granddaughter and daughter of the King. Your attention to your your boys, how you run throught the rain with them every day, will last a life time for them and the others you touch. God Bless you Jenn. With all our love.
    Grandma & Grandpa California. See you October, if all goes well. And it will.

  4. You do capture every precious moment with your dear boys, and it is so special to observe. A hug to each of you. Grandma Howard

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