Normally you would see this title and think I am going to tell you some ooey-gooey story about how one of my kids did the cutest thing in the world and now everyone should know about it….well, think again. I come to you with another lesson from my kids. We were out as a family one dark and stormy evening and it was, of course, raining. Ben and John had hurried into the store and Jack and I were in charge of the stroller, which slowed us down a bit. If you know me very well, you probably know I would rather get a little wet than hassle with an umbrella. As a matter of fact, the only unbrella we own, we got for free during Ben’s first week at Regent, and if the wind blows too hard it goes inside out along with the school crest. We have boys and jackets with hoods – what more do we need, right??
Anyway, Jack was waiting on me to get the stroller out and he started sqealing like a girl about the fact that he was getting wet, so I looked at him and said, “What? Are you going to melt?” He stopped squealing and said back to me very confidently, “No mom, people don’t melt from the rain, because we are hard.” I get what he meant, but I heard something deeper. God wants to pour out so many things in and through us, but sometimes we are so hard that it just drips right off of our exterior onto the ground – wasted. Lord, melt my heart for You, so that when You rain down I will absorb it and then squeeze it onto someone else.