The rain was coming down in sheets as the last session of the women's conference was dismissed that Saturday afternoon. I looked out the window and wondered how I was going to get to my car without getting drenched. It had been raining off and on all day. Maybe it will let up soon, I thought to myself.
I was chatting with other friends while I waited for the rain to abate. I noticed it letting up but didn't want to leave in the middle of a good conversation. By the time I was ready to go it was raining harder again. So I talked some more but this time kept a very close eye on the weather! I really did want to go home!
It didn't seem inclined to quit any time soon so finally I said, "I'm going to make a dash for it!" Immediately a lady, who had been quietly looking at the book table, volunteered, "I have an umbrella. Let me walk you out!" I looked around in surprise. This was not someone I knew and I was tempted to refuse but she seemed genuine and I thought, Why not?
She quickly grabbed her umbrella and we went out together. Our arms brushed as we walked down the sidewalk, for you must stay close if you want to stay dry. It wasn't far to my car. As I opened the door, she wished me well and was on her way.
I headed down the street, tears falling as fast as the drops on my windshield. God has people to walk with me through the hard times. Sometimes I just have to admit it's not going so well. I don't have it all together. I feel lonely, I get frustrated when things don't go my way, I get mad at God for not answering my prayers, I don't understand why He doesn't just make everything better, I don't know how to relate to people, I hide under my bed (well, at least in my house!) instead of going out and seeing who God wants me to bless today.
But the thing I always come back to is this:
He is there... He. is. there.
And he will use whatever he wishes to remind me again how loved I am. A rainy day, a stranger and an umbrella...
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