Constant

With a constant drip-drop the rain pours down, decorating the library windows.

It hammers on the roof, making ears aware to the downpour outside.

Students run to the nearest buildings to avoid the wet drops that fall from the gray clouds.

Walking through it I don't hurry like all the others.

I watch the sparrows flit from the trees, flying to the nearest shelter.

The leaves quiver from the giant wet plops.

Clouds cover the sky, making it dark and dreary.

I lift my face to the clouds, walking at a slower pace.

The fifty degree weather is welcomed after two weeks of below freezing.

The sun is there the whole time, trying to peep through the gray thickness and remove the darkness.

A girl comments “It would be great outside if it wasn't raining.”

We all know that standing behind the heavy clouds is a bright glowing sun trying to get through.

It never gives up.

A Son that never gives up, and no, I didn't misspell.

Think.

You are me: walking through everything thing in life, taking time to “Smell the flowers.”

The clouds and rain is our pain.

And Jesus is the sun.

Never giving up, always constant, trying to peep into our life and and make the dark, cold pain go away.

The problem:

We rarely let Him in.

So, will you take the challenge and let God into your life.

Will you let him remove the pain from your life, and make you new?

~Rachel