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Topic: The Inner Person (09/09/10)
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By Mildred Sheldon
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Monday morning came and I reluctantly sat at my desk looking at the pile of invoices before me when in walked this woman whose demeanor was different. She exuded happiness and joy that was infectious. She glided to the empty desk next to me and sat down.
She smiled at me extended her hand and said. “Hi, my name is Sunny. What’s your name?”
I looked at her and reluctantly took her hand. “My name’s Rain.” I said lamely.
“Rain, oh I love your name. It’s beautiful. Your parents must have loved you so much to give you such a unique name. I just know we are going to be friends. It’s a pleasure to meet you,” Sunny said smiling warmly.
I’d never met anyone like Sunny. She was bubbly, friendly and confident.
“This may sound silly, but your personality kind of matches your name. How did you come by a name like Sunny?” I asked.
“Well, my parents told me I was a very happy baby. I had a sunny disposition so the name Sunny. I was their little bit of sunshine. So why did your parents give you such a unique name?” Sunny quietly asked.
“Don’t have a clue why my parents named me Rain. They were killed by a drunk driver when I was 4. I was raised by an aunt and uncle. On my eighteenth birthday I inherited my house and a small box of journals. I put them in the closet and haven’t thought about them until now.” I said.
“Oh, Rain you should read them. They might answer some of your questions and you may find out how you came by the name of Rain. I’m sure your parents had a reason for writing those journals.” Sunny said.
Time passed and Sunny became a very dear friend. We went to church and talked for hours. I didn’t think about the journals until one day I cleaned out the closet and ran across them.
“Hey Sunny, remember those journals I told you about? I found them in the closet and was wondering if you’d like to come over and read them with me?” I said.
Sunny walked in with a pan of fresh made brownies and sat down at the kitchen table. “Well lets get started I’m curious as all get out to find out what your parents had to say.” Sunny said.
I opened the box and read the first journal. Sunny started reading the second journal when she came across a page with my name written in large letters. What followed was the story of my life. I found out my parents were told they would never have children and just about gave up when mom got pregnant and at age 43 and I was born. They were ecstatic and when I was a day old they took me outside. It was a beautiful sunny day with a warm breeze blowing when suddenly it started raining. A warm gentle rain and my parents held me up and started dancing praising God and thanking him for their little bundle of joy. They decided to call me Rain because God had rained down his blessings on them when they were both in their forties with a baby which wasn’t suppose to be. By this time I was sobbing and all my anger at God melted. Sunny let out a whoop and hugged me while tears ran down her cheeks.
Between sniffles I said. Sunny, I’m no longer the person I was. If only I’d read these sooner. I know God works in his own time. I guess I wasn’t ready to know why until now. Thank you Jesus for your perfect timing and for my best friend Sunny.”
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