britewordworm

April 14, 2011

Word Thirty: Under the Rain

Filed under: 100 Themes Challenge — by britewordworm @ 10:11 am

Mackenzie stood by the sliding glass door. Raindrops tapped on the glass, beckoning her to come and play. A smile crept its way onto her face. She turned the lock and pushed the door open. She stood for a moment in the door’s frame, the rain tickling her toes. Giggling, Mackenzie turned around, shut the door, and ran into the back yard, arms stretched out to the heavens.

She had so many hurts she was holding onto, but in her act of running through the rain, Mackenzie realized something.

Like rain washes away dirt, so God’s love washes away hurt.

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1 Comment »

  1. the last line.. hmmm- good stuff!

    Like

    Comment by The Grey Myths — April 18, 2011 @ 6:47 pm |Reply


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