Today was the last day of 2005, a very difficult year for me. As I was running on the beach this morning, it started to rain. Not a sprinkle. Not a down pour. Not a drizzle or mist. A brief, very intentional rain, leaving clearly defined "rain prints" in the sand. A cold, cleansing rain.
Intentional, cold, and steady enough to wash away dust & pain
Brief enough to not wash away the memories or the distinct imprints of the drops
Imprints left as memories of past mistakes that have been washed, healed, cleansed by a faithful Father.
And the wind blew.
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interesting comment. However, I agree with you totally and when you look over the past year, look at how we have grown!!! I bet the jog in the rain was awesome. I think that would be the ultimate in washing away a year...but keeping a memory of where we were....
padme' may not agree w/your theology but i certainly do! it's been a tough year for many and some of us have been fortunate enough to have supportive friendships and encouraging conversation as we've gathered at b&n to talk about the many issues we've faced. i for one am glad to see the new year and would have loved to run in that rainfall.
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