Monday, 22 June 2009
trust
Conversely, if you believe in someone, all the confusion is the point of departure to make improvements. Unwittingly pushed you to repair and fill the existing shortage. believe the net is a savior for each jumper failed.
Success not only because of your own hard work, must have faith that the net is spread by the guide you. While failure is often due to failure to reach you trust other people.
Uniquely, you will only reach the trust, when you want to trust other people too. A strong spiral cords in a strong knot. Mutual trust is a far more powerful
Saturday, 20 June 2009
Mutual love
all of that just for the sake of human life, save the masterpiece that His light is sent down two million years ago in the earth. Whereas now the sun is still behind the five billion years before the boil water in the corners of the galaxy. Which way are you of the right, O man?
We can travel to space-akbar penetrate the dark highway; its edge touches the infinite. Or, travel to the majestic in self-pierce its dark I sang; bright light touch that has blown the Creator.
Travel anywhere we choose, we should realize that not everything is created without mercy and love that ruah overflow. Therefore, the fellow who stand at the foot of the earth, a fellow of the tower to the sky, there is no tape of yarn worth living than give each other, accept each other and love each other.
Thursday, 18 June 2009
Living the Beautiful
With hope, people have reasons to stay to continue his life. Hope to make people never stop fighting. Hope to create human design steps for the continuance of his life. This proves that human life is valuable because there are values to create a human life remains.
Life is very valuable. That we the living know that we will die, while the dead can not do anything. This shows that life becomes precious because we do things: something like all things to enjoy in this life with joy and we are always living in truth and justice, with the keep alive our spirituality.
All this is to give an explanation to us, that the beauty of life is not measured by the length of short age, also measured not rich people poor, but from how he fills his life. Life becomes meaningful if we fill it with work and effort on things that either. The most important of all is that even though life is futile, but this life of God.
So long as we live, we enjoy life with work, joy, and hope. Only thus, we can find the beauty of life, short or long we age. We can enjoy the beauty of life, rich or poor our circumstances. Because life is a gift.
Tuesday, 16 June 2009
Again, be grateful
Things that you esteem, raised, and will keep increasing in your life. Abundance begins with gratitude. With sincere gratitude that you appreciate what you have, the more you will encourage the mental, spiritual, physical, and to achieve whatever goals you become.
How can you get things bigger, if you are not grateful for what you have at this time? Yet all of them, can only begin with what you already have it. You know, that you can achieve, because the way you have things like that. Experience is the property that you should thank. Who says there are not things which can be thankful
Everything in the range you'll be thankful when you do that you get.
Sunday, 14 June 2009
The silent mind
That is all forms of your mind. He leap-there here. Not easily captured. However, you can observe and little by little his calm. Until you are able attach a curb
Almost every corner of our lives in relation to our minds. Mind the many actions and attitudes. However, the mind as you say, very easy to stray. Do not let the wild mind yourself, but the concentration to focus one's mind and calms the mind.
Silence in mind, you not only find that extraordinary phenomenon. Thus, silence my mind is the extraordinary phenomenon.
Friday, 12 June 2009
When the Most Excellent
You want perfection? Go from that is not perfect at first. Fix one part by one part, then what you want will be materialized in front of the eye. No major works with which appears once sat.
Take the first step is not difficult. Everything is in your reach, including this day. So what are you waiting for, the most important is that you get started now, because you are the owner of this day.
Why not tomorrow? Because tomorrow may not have.
Saturday, 6 June 2009
Grace in every step
After each introduce themselves, they go to where the luggage. When walking out, Harry often disappear. In fact many things that do. He helped the old woman fell to its trunk. Then take a child to be able to see the scenery. He also helped people who lost the show in the right direction. Etiap time he finished, he returned to the professor with a grin that decorate face.
"From where you learn things like that?", A professor. "Oh," Harry said, "During the war I think." And he says its work during travels in Vietnam. Also on duty when the cleaner to clean mine, and how it should be a one-witness how his friends died at a mine explosion in front of affected eyes.
I learned to live every step of the footing, "he said. "I never know whether the next step is the last foothold, so I learned to do everything that I do enjoy when the tread and the foot. Every step of my swing is a new world. And I think since that time I was living like this. "
Indeed, abundance of life is not determined by how long we live, but the extent to which our quality of life.
Wednesday, 3 June 2009
Pet cat
Cats belonging to Sir Henry Wyat, to master the Tower of London, and every day the cat brought a dove through the chimney for the master. With the way this is Sir Henry Wyat can live up to many months.
The king heard of this miracle finally ordered Sir Henry Wyat that is released from the custody
Tuesday, 2 June 2009
Despair
Goods that are sold are: jealous, envious, not fair, does not respect other people, lazy, do not know gratitude, resentment, and so forth. Display in a corner, there is a simple tool that shapes, are quite worn, but the price is high among the others
One prospective buyer said, "This tool is his name?". Satan also said, "Oh, his name is despair." "Why is the price expensive, is already worn-out ...?". "Yes, because this tool is very simple to use and highly efficient. I can easily enter into the human heart with this tool compared to the other. Once I successfully log in, I am very easy to do what I want people to terebut. Know why you wear this item?, That because I often use it to almost everyone, because most people do not know if Disconnect Asa is actually owned by me
Monday, 1 June 2009
Sacred 13 again

Saturday, 30 May 2009
Sacred 13
Meaning they want to prove is that all 13 member clubs that same sound, same prosperous, happy together, just as long and prosper with the age of any member club. However, a clear mission of The Thirteen Club was star-crossed.
That until now it is also takhayul top number is still only 13 survived
Thursday, 28 May 2009
Be grateful
Phillip M Hartner, MD, Medical faculty of Stamford University United States of trying to find the answer to this question. Based on analisanya, a small earth village will consist of:
57 people asia
21 people europe
14 people beraal from the west bumisebelah
8 african people
52 women
48 men
80 people are not white coolie
20 white
89 heteroseksual
11 gay
6 people have 59% of the wealth of the whole earth, and the sixth page comes entirely from the United States.
80 people live at home-the house that does not meet the standards.
70 people can not read
50 people suffering from malnutrition
1 person almost died
1 person being pregnant
1 person has a university background
1 person has a computer
Nah, let kia ponder Hartner and analysis results from the issues as follows:
- If you stay at home is good, have a lot of food and can be read, then you are part of the people selected.
- If you have a good home, food, can read and have a computer, then you are part of the elite group.
- If you wake up this morning and feel healthy, then you will prosper more from the millions of people who may not survive this week.
- If you've never felt the danger of war, because dipenjara lonely, in pain because of torture, or hunger, then you are more advanced step of the 500 million people worldwide.
- If you can attend religious or political meetings without fear akan Dilecehkan, arrested or tortured, then you are lucky because more than 3 billion people worldwide can not.
- If you have food in the refrigerator, clothes-clothes in the wardrobe, and have a roof of shade where you rest, then you wealthier than 75% of the population in the world.
- If you have money in the bank, in the wallet, and able to spend some money to enjoy a meal in a restaurant, then you are a member of the 8% group of people in the rich world.
- If your parents are still alive and enjoying their happy marriage life, then you include one of the groups categorized as rare, especially in America States.
- If you are able to uphold the head with a smile dibibir, and feel truly happy, then you have a distinctive feature, because most people do not have privileges page.
- If you can read this message, you just accept the gift ganda, sesorang because you think, and you're far more fortunate than over 2 billion plan that can not read at all.
- We hope you enjoy this beautiful day. Count your gift of fortune, and submit it to others to remind us that in fact is the people who are very lucky.
Sunday, 24 May 2009
Holding hope
Saturday, 23 May 2009
Parcel of the subconsciou
Friday, 22 May 2009
Circle Time
But tomorrow, when the bell began to work berdentang hours, all the problems we poke stack, it seems excessive to sleep for the night. Disputes are so-so resumes. Ah, how terrible time entertaining us. How we build bergairahnya time.
When we set the time, we also set the mind, emotions, and our feelings. Because time is a circle of life where we walk, we set the time to manage life. We celebrate because we created something great day. We heningkan ourselves because we tegakkan kesyahduan. Then all of us in the braided rope time. Thus, only those who do not know akan waktulah the terjerat be no problem in
Wednesday, 20 May 2009
Story of a locust
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Sunday, 17 May 2009
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Thursday, 14 May 2009
Harland Sanders
By the year 1960, as many as 400 fruit and Canadian restaurants America has been providing "Ayam Goreng Kentucky." In 4 years time, the number of places selling "Ayam Goreng Kentucky" has been increased to 650 restaurants with sales turnover pertahunnya lebh from $ 8.2 billion
Wednesday, 13 May 2009
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smart
Use the knowledge you have, and have the knowledge you need. That is the best way you can be of the
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Thursday, 16 April 2009
10 benefit of rising early
"Early to bed and early to rise makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise" - Ben Franklin, famously
"Put no trust in the benefits to accrue from early rising, as set forth by the infatuated Franklin ..." - Mark Twain
Recently, reader Rob asked me about my habit of waking at 4:30 a.m. each day, and asked me to write about the health benefits of rising early, which I thought was an excellent question. Unfortunately, there are none, that I know of.
However, there are a ton of other great benefits.
Now, let me first say that if you are a night owl, and that works for you, I think that's great. There's no reason to change, especially if you're happy with it. But for me, switching from being a night owl to an early riser (and yes, it is possible) has been a godsend. It has helped me in so many ways that I'd never go back. Here are just a few:
Greet the day. I love being able to get up, and greet a wonderful new day. I suggest creating a morning ritual that includes saying thanks for your blessings. I'm inspired by the Dalai Lama, who said, " Everyday, think as you wake up, 'today I am fortunate to have woken up, I am alive, I have a precious human life, I am not going to waste it. I am going to use all my energies to develop myself, to expand my heart out to others, to achieve enlightenment for the benefit of all beings, I am going to have kind thoughts towards others, I am not going to get angry or think badly about others, I am going to benefit others as much as I can.' "
Amazing start. I used to start my day by jumping out of bed, late as usual, and rushing to get myself and the kids ready, and rushing to drop them to school and come in to work late. I would walk into work, looking rumpled and barely awake, grumpy and behind everyone else. Not a great start to your day. Now, I have a renewing morning ritual, I've gotten so much done before 8 a.m., my kids are early and so am I, and by the time everyone else gets in to work, I've already gotten a head start. There is no better way to start off your day than to wake early, in my experience.
Quietude. No kids yelling, no babies crying, no soccer balls, no cars, no television noise. The early morning hours are so peaceful, so quiet. It's my favorite time of day. I truly enjoy that time of peace, that time to myself, when I can think, when I can read, when I can breathe.
Sunrise. People who wake late miss one of the greatest feats of nature, repeated in full stereovision each and every day -- the rise of the sun. I love how the day slowly gets brighter, when the midnight blue turns to lighter blue, when the brilliant colors start to seep into the sky, when nature is painted in incredible colors. I like doing my early morning run during this time, and I look up at the sky as I run and say to the world, "What a glorious day!" Really. I really do that. Corny, I know.
Breakfast. Rise early and you actually have time for breakfast. I'm told it's one of the most important meals of the day. Without breakfast, your body is running on fumes until you are so hungry at lunchtime that you eat whatever unhealthy thing you can find. The fattier and sugarier, the betterier. But eat breakfast, and you are sated until later. Plus, eating breakfast while reading my book and drinking my coffee in the quiet of the morning is eminently more enjoyable than scarfing something down on the way to work, or at your desk.
Exercise. There are other times to exercise besides the early morning, of course, but I've found that while exercising right after work is also very enjoyable, it's also liable to be canceled because of other things that come up. Morning exercise is virtually never canceled.
Productivity. Mornings, for me at least, are the most productive time of day. I like to do some writing in the morning, when there are no distractions, before I check my email or blog stats. I get so much more done by starting on my work in the morning. Then, when evening rolls around, I have no work that I need to do, and I can spend it with family.
Goal time. Got goals? Well, you should. And there's no better time to review them and plan for them and do your goal tasks than first thing. You should have one goal that you want to accomplish this week. And every morning, you should decide what one thing you can do today to move yourself further towards that goal. And then, if possible, do that first thing in the morning.
Commute. No one likes rush-hour traffic, except for Big Oil. Commute early, and the traffic is much lighter, and you get to work faster, and thus save yourself more time. Or better yet, commute by bike. (Or even better yet, work from home.)
Appointments. It's much easier to make those early appointments on time if you get up early. Showing up late for those appointments is a bad signal to the person you're meeting. Showing up early will impress them. Plus, you get time to prepare.
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Friday, 3 April 2009
Maximizing Quality of Life After Stroke
with the greatest inspirations. Betty is one of those very special people.
Reflecting on the thought that people come into our lives for a reason, season, or
a lifetime, I knew Betty will be all of those for me. I would like to share her story
so that others who are facing challenges might take away from this hope and an
understanding of how they might create a meaningful life even with major
challenges.
In 1977 Betty had a stroke. Her husband had passed away several years before
and she was only 48 years old at the time. Her children were raised and she was
living on her own. I first met her when I became her therapist at the home of her
brother when she was discharged from rehab. Initially the family was told it was
unlikely she would talk or walk again. Her speech was significantly impaired and
she was paralyzed on her right side. When she was able to walk better with the
use of her quad cane and she became an outpatient at a local hospital where I
had recently started working.
There are several stories that come to mind and one I recall vividly was the
Thanksgiving she presented me with a handmade card on bright orange paper
that she created with the help of her family. I kept it for many years despite many
rounds of cleaning things out of my office. I just could not part with it. She was a
bright light and thinking of her always made me smile.
Betty was always willing to work and although she got frustrated she never gave
up. Some of the little things she did always amazed me and here is a special
memory. Betty decided to make me a birthday cake and not the box mix variety.
She made it from scratch and it was sheet cake size. In order to get it out of the
oven, she had to put towels on her lap. When she arrived at the outpatient
department of the hospital with my cake, not only was it big but it was frosted
AND had roses on it! When I asked her who did that, she proudly told me that
she did. Now I have baked many cakes but never decorated one and could never
imagine adding such an elaborate finishing touch. Here is how amazingly
persevering she could be. She took a Fisher Price radio of the 1970’s era, put
silly putty on the knob, inserted the rose pedestal, and wound up the knob. While
it was turning, she used the decorator bag in her left hand to create these
beautiful roses on top of the cake. WOW!!
It was that positive spirit that made it obvious to me that she would be one of the
3 patients I would feature on the series of videotapes I was creating for patients
to be able to proactive repeating words, phrases, and sentences. She came
dressed up and smiling as always. Later her daughter shared that she felt like a
movie star. For sure, she was a star in so many ways. Her interview included
some of these thoughts as she answered some of these questions, occasionally
hesitating for a word but now able to express herself quite well.
o I was paralyzed and they did not think I would walk or talk again.
o All I could say was four – four – four but I thought I was talking.
o In speech therapy I worked an hour a day practicing. I had trouble with
the longer words. I talked too fast and had to slow down but that was
hard for me. I was afraid I was going to forget my words.
o Occupational therapy helped me to cook – I love cooking but forgot my
recipes.
o I had physical therapy and had to wear a brace.
o Limitations – I get tired but am very independent and live by myself….
but I can usually do anything.
This was in 1985 and through the years I would try to visit her or occasionally
call. Whenever I had a patient in her apartment building, I made sure to stop by
and see what she was up to. She would share with me stories of all the afghans
she had made. Now picture this. She was right handed and cannot use that hand
so she learned to crotchet with her non-dominant hand and yes, that meant she
did it one handed. She loved to cook and told me stories of all the pumpkin
breads she would make. I know in the earlier years she would take her
wheelchair and put it in the car then drive herself to the store and do her
shopping. Her speech was not perfect but she did an excellent job of
communicating and always wanted an update on what was going on in my life.
In the summer of 2006 I had a speech evaluation in her apartment building and
was glad to see her name still listed. It had been awhile and she had been on my
mind. When I called it was not Betty but a caregiver that answered. I wondered
what was happening in her life at this point and I was eager to touch base. Betty
was sitting at the table eating a meal prepared by the caregiver and just as
bright, cheery, and talkative as ever. There was a woman visiting at the time and
I was sharing with her how much of an inspiration Betty had been to me. She
chimed in and agreed with me then shared with me just another example of how
amazing Betty was. There were quilting squares on the table and I commented
on them because I have done some quilting. She said Betty wanted to learn how
to quilt. Now remember she cannot use her right hand. I smiled and knew with
the help of this wonderful friend and her determination it would happen
somehow.
In the spring of 2007 I was saddened to read the paper and see that Betty had
passed away a few days before. I was headed out of town but I was trying to
figure out how I could stop by for a few minutes for the calling hours. I literally
had 15 minutes between appointments but I was able to make it happen.
I sought out one of her children so that I could express to the family my
tremendous admiration for a grand lady and a role model for those whose lives
have been dramatically changed at a young age. Interestingly, her daughter told
me what I had done for her mom. I never even gave that a thought through all
those years. When Betty came to mind, I thought about the gift she was to me. I
would share her story to inspire others and to stay mindful of ways to help others
create meaning in the midst of adversity. What happened next was the perfect
ending to a beautiful story.
Her daughter told me Betty took up quilting and I shared the fact that I just
"happened" to drop in the day this was being discussed. And I am a quilter as
well. I truly believe there are no coincidences! After that visit, she began working
on the quilt and when Betty started to have some new health concerns she told
her daughter she would have to finish the quilt for her if she was not able to do it
herself. Her daughter’s comment was – "Mom, you have to finish it. I have two
hands and one of them will get in the way." Displayed at the funeral home was a
finished quilt except for the backing – a tribute to a woman who was a gift to all
those people who were blessed to have known her. Betty’s spirit will be kept alive
by those who were touched by her life and I feel privileged to be one of the many
fortunate ones.
Happiness is not a matter of events;
it depends on the tides of the mind.
ALICE MEYNELLMy patients, clients, their loved ones, and caregivers have always provided me
with the greatest inspirations. Betty is one of those very special people.
Reflecting on the thought that people come into our lives for a reason, season, or
a lifetime, I knew Betty will be all of those for me. I would like to share her story
so that others who are facing challenges might take away from this hope and an
understanding of how they might create a meaningful life even with major
challenges.
In 1977 Betty had a stroke. Her husband had passed away several years before
and she was only 48 years old at the time. Her children were raised and she was
living on her own. I first met her when I became her therapist at the home of her
brother when she was discharged from rehab. Initially the family was told it was
unlikely she would talk or walk again. Her speech was significantly impaired and
she was paralyzed on her right side. When she was able to walk better with the
use of her quad cane and she became an outpatient at a local hospital where I
had recently started working.
There are several stories that come to mind and one I recall vividly was the
Thanksgiving she presented me with a handmade card on bright orange paper
that she created with the help of her family. I kept it for many years despite many
rounds of cleaning things out of my office. I just could not part with it. She was a
bright light and thinking of her always made me smile.
Betty was always willing to work and although she got frustrated she never gave
up. Some of the little things she did always amazed me and here is a special
memory. Betty decided to make me a birthday cake and not the box mix variety.
She made it from scratch and it was sheet cake size. In order to get it out of the
oven, she had to put towels on her lap. When she arrived at the outpatient
department of the hospital with my cake, not only was it big but it was frosted
AND had roses on it! When I asked her who did that, she proudly told me that
she did. Now I have baked many cakes but never decorated one and could never
imagine adding such an elaborate finishing touch. Here is how amazingly
persevering she could be. She took a Fisher Price radio of the 1970’s era, put
silly putty on the knob, inserted the rose pedestal, and wound up the knob. While
it was turning, she used the decorator bag in her left hand to create these
beautiful roses on top of the cake. WOW!!
It was that positive spirit that made it obvious to me that she would be one of the
3 patients I would feature on the series of videotapes I was creating for patients
to be able to proactive repeating words, phrases, and sentences. She came
dressed up and smiling as always. Later her daughter shared that she felt like a
movie star. For sure, she was a star in so many ways. Her interview included
some of these thoughts as she answered some of these questions, occasionally
hesitating for a word but now able to express herself quite well.
o I was paralyzed and they did not think I would walk or talk again.
o All I could say was four – four – four but I thought I was talking.
o In speech therapy I worked an hour a day practicing. I had trouble with
the longer words. I talked too fast and had to slow down but that was
hard for me. I was afraid I was going to forget my words.
o Occupational therapy helped me to cook – I love cooking but forgot my
recipes.
o I had physical therapy and had to wear a brace.
o Limitations – I get tired but am very independent and live by myself….
but I can usually do anything.
This was in 1985 and through the years I would try to visit her or occasionally
call. Whenever I had a patient in her apartment building, I made sure to stop by
and see what she was up to. She would share with me stories of all the afghans
she had made. Now picture this. She was right handed and cannot use that hand
so she learned to crotchet with her non-dominant hand and yes, that meant she
did it one handed. She loved to cook and told me stories of all the pumpkin
breads she would make. I know in the earlier years she would take her
wheelchair and put it in the car then drive herself to the store and do her
shopping. Her speech was not perfect but she did an excellent job of
communicating and always wanted an update on what was going on in my life.
In the summer of 2006 I had a speech evaluation in her apartment building and
was glad to see her name still listed. It had been awhile and she had been on my
mind. When I called it was not Betty but a caregiver that answered. I wondered
what was happening in her life at this point and I was eager to touch base. Betty
was sitting at the table eating a meal prepared by the caregiver and just as
bright, cheery, and talkative as ever. There was a woman visiting at the time and
I was sharing with her how much of an inspiration Betty had been to me. She
chimed in and agreed with me then shared with me just another example of how
amazing Betty was. There were quilting squares on the table and I commented
on them because I have done some quilting. She said Betty wanted to learn how
to quilt. Now remember she cannot use her right hand. I smiled and knew with
the help of this wonderful friend and her determination it would happen
somehow.
In the spring of 2007 I was saddened to read the paper and see that Betty had
passed away a few days before. I was headed out of town but I was trying to
figure out how I could stop by for a few minutes for the calling hours. I literally
had 15 minutes between appointments but I was able to make it happen.
I sought out one of her children so that I could express to the family my
tremendous admiration for a grand lady and a role model for those whose lives
have been dramatically changed at a young age. Interestingly, her daughter told
me what I had done for her mom. I never even gave that a thought through all
those years. When Betty came to mind, I thought about the gift she was to me. I
would share her story to inspire others and to stay mindful of ways to help others
create meaning in the midst of adversity. What happened next was the perfect
ending to a beautiful story.
Her daughter told me Betty took up quilting and I shared the fact that I just
"happened" to drop in the day this was being discussed. And I am a quilter as
well. I truly believe there are no coincidences! After that visit, she began working
on the quilt and when Betty started to have some new health concerns she told
her daughter she would have to finish the quilt for her if she was not able to do it
herself. Her daughter’s comment was – "Mom, you have to finish it. I have two
hands and one of them will get in the way." Displayed at the funeral home was a
finished quilt except for the backing – a tribute to a woman who was a gift to all
those people who were blessed to have known her. Betty’s spirit will be kept alive
by those who were touched by her life and I feel privileged to be one of the many
fortunate ones.
Happiness is not a matter of events;
it depends on the tides of the mind
Wednesday, 18 March 2009
InspirationStories To Touch You...(RAIN)
RAIN This is a wonderful incident observed by a young man who works for CenturyTel in Monroe, Louisiana, while shopping at Wal-Mart one day.She must have been six years old, this beautiful, brown-haired, freckle-faced image of innocence. Her Mom looked like someone from the Walton's or a moment captured by Norman Rockwell. Not that she was old fashioned. Her brown hair was ear length with enough curl to appear natural. She had on a pair of tan shorts and a light blue knit shirt. Her sneakers were white with a blue trim. She looked like a Mom.It was pouring outside. The kind of rain that gushes over the tops of rain gutters, so much in a hurry to hit the earth it has no time to flow down the spout. Drains in the nearby parking lot were filled to capacity, and some were blocked so that huge puddles laked around parked cars. We all stood there under the awning and just inside the door of the Wal-Mart.We waited, some patiently, others irritated because nature messed up their hurried day. I am always mesmerized by rainfall. I get 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 come pouring in as a welcome reprieve from the worries of my day.Her 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."Let's 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 her statement."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. The 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," the mother said.Then off they ran. We all stood watching, smiling and laughing as they darted past the cars and yes--through the puddles. They held their shopping bags over their heads just in case. They got soaked. But they were followed by a few believers who screamed and laughed like children all the way to their cars. Perhaps inspired by their faith and trust.I want to believe that somewhere down the road in life, this Mom will find herself reflecting back on moments they spent together, captured like pictures in the scrapbook of her cherished memories. Maybe when she watches proudly as her daughter graduates. Or as her husband walks their daughter down the aisle on her wedding day. She will laugh again. Her heart will beat a little faster. Her smile will tell the world they love each other. But only two people will share that precious moment when they ran through the rain believing that God would get them through.And yes, I did. I ran. I got wet. I needed washing.We should all make time to run through the rain.