Rockingham Remembered
Short Stories II
Take Time To Live
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. "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.