Aww...How Sweet
 

A little girl had been shopping with her Mom. 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.

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.

"Lets 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, hand in hand, laughing and squealing, holding shopping bags over their heads. We all stood watching, smiling and laughing as they darted past the cars and yes, through the puddles. Then they got hit by a bus.

EL. OH. EL.

bloodrayne wins at INTERNETz today.

Was that Bloodrayne-humor?

thats so mean


:(


mean mean mean mean!

My mom sent me that story, sans the bus ending, before I told her to stop sending me religious crap (however my dad won't fucking quit). I like your addition, Rayne. Ah yes, eet was vereh nice!

Yayyyy!!!...What do I get? :p

Somewhat...Yes :) Ah...Yes...But, THAT's what makes it so funny...Dontcha see?...You're comfortable, relaxed, expecting something completely different...Then, out of nowhere...BAM !...It smacks you right square in the face!

You ever seen somebody walk into a wall face first?...That's some funny shit!! :D
Yeah...It was sent to me, too...So, I changed it up a little to suit me ;)

So...If people are still sending them to you...You're a writer...Make 'em 'better'

eville! yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh, eville!

Aww...Thank you, Sweetness...I love you, too :)

*muah*

nice ;)
glad you wern't throwing any heart warming shit our way. keep em on their toes!:eek: (unless their shoes rolled off with the foot still inside) :D

There now, see?...Tachii 'gets' me:cool:

She can appreciate a little evil, twisted, wicked, sickness...


And, THAT is "heart warming" :)