A heavy rain was falling last night as we stood on the front porch watching the droplets being emptied onto the earth. Grant began to giggle as the wind blew a fine mist into his face. He took a few tentative steps out from under the covering of the roof only to make a quick retreat. The look of simple pleasure on his face made us feel we were witnessing something magical. Jake coaxed him down the steps and he opened his mouth to catch the moisture on his tongue. He held out his hands palms facing towards the sky as he soaked in the water like a thirsty flower. In a flash the boys were running around the yard jumping into puddles with pure abandonement. There might have been a time when I would have worried about them getting dirty, sick, or tracking water into the house...but now I watched their joy and was filled with awe. Oh how I wish I could have bottled that moment to serve as a reminder that storms come and go but we CAN choose how to live in the midst of the struggle.
Are you experiencing a storm in your own life? Do pain and worry weigh so heavily on you that you wonder how to survive? Maybe nothing that serious is swirling around, but you are just sort of existing without passion and delight. I do believe that miraculous healing and instant solutions can occur in the blink of an eye. Many times, however, we have to walk through the trial. The lessons we learn as we travel the rocky road strengthen our faith and reveal deeper lessons that were once hidden. We don't have to move forward with our head down refusing to smile until we get our breakthrough. Adopt the posture that Grant so perfectly revealed to me. Look toward the heavens, close your eyes, surrender your will, and be cleansed by grace. Don't worry about getting wet or dirty...life is messy. Find someone that will dance and splash with you though life's tempests. Make up your mind that you will not give up until you see the beautiful rainbow on the other side.
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