When I was a kid, I thought that whenever it rains, God is crying. He pours the earth with his tears because people are not doing good things, abstaining from righteous deeds, and becoming more evil. Just as my grandmother always jokes to me, “The Lord is crying because you are a bad girl, so be good and it will not rain”. But in my mind, I love the rain so much. I wanted it, especially when it comes after a sunny day; it’s refreshing and makes me feel free. In fact, I even play with the rain and oftentimes take a bath in its cold drops.
Once, I dreamed of a place where the rain never stops but it really confused me. I have been dreaming for the Lord to cry endlessly. Did I dream of a place where people never stop doing evil things? Even though I knew that it was just my grandmother’s tale, I still believe on it, until the day of reality flashed before me. It is not true, rain happens naturally, but God can control it!
As I grew older, my mind became more
aware of the things around. Every morning comes, every count of the raindrops,
and every flower that bloom, there is always a thing that changes me. I’ve
changed a lot; from the words I say and the acts I do. Even the most
devastating belief that I have since childhood about the rain was transformed.
Actually, it was on the time that God came to my life.
I can compare my life to the clouds that
brought the rain. It falls when it couldn’t carry any water anymore. It is
always turning into gray whenever it was heavy-laden and gives the people a
sign to bring umbrella. But the great fact was that clouds did try it’s best to
carry the great volume of water as it could, because it needs to undergo a
certain process.
That was drastically similar to my life.
I look ahead myself and see that it’s heavy-laden. I was drowning with problems
and my mind couldn’t take it. On my own, I’d tried to carry it through, not
noticing, every time I give my effort to solve it, it becomes harder until the
minute of breaking down. And again, like water drops, I fall unexpectedly.
There were a question lasts in my mind
which I think of while watching an interesting Korean movie. The movie was
about the endless friendship of a quiet type boy and a jolly cute girl. There
was a part on one of its best episodes by which the girl asked the boy on how
the rain falls? She then asked the boy if the rain falls in drops or in
threads. The boy had never replied until the movie ended, though, it’s a
wonderful story.
It is a simple question but leaves
wonder to anyone. My heart really wanted to know the answer so I stared one
time by the window while it’s raining. But all I got is disappointment. I
forgot that no one could ever capture the fall of rain though some took
pictures while the rain looks dropping.
Looking back on my story, part of my
precious life was just like the fall of rain. I couldn’t tell if it was
dropping or threading. I couldn’t tell when it will stop falling but I am sure
of one thing, there is always a purpose for everything. Although clouds seem to
go with the blow of wind, it truly cares for the heavy water it carries until
such time it was ready to fall at the right time and in the right place.
God always carries my life; He is the
wind that makes me move. He goes with me in every second of my life. He helps
me be strong by giving me problems and troubles. God is mighty to let me live
with love and understanding. The only God I knew that help me carry everything
with His strength and teach me how to trust the unseen things in my life. There
is only God who brought me sunshine so I could face bright days after great
falls. He is the God that I remember every time I stumble. He never cries on
tales because of people doing evil things but He does let the rain fall to ease
our pains. He made me know the word “trust”. instead of setting my mind on how
my life falls, I would rather get myself up and keep on trusting Him because a
cloud never lets days bluer. After I fall, I'm assured that there's a rainbow
that will come. That was one of God’s great promises! I love and make it grow;
my life which is colorful and bright. God is my wind, my sun, my rainbow, and
my only life. He is my all in all.
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