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Topic: Rain (09/07/04)

TITLE: Dance of the Heavenly Split
By L.M. Lee
09/08/04

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It was the most fascinating thing I had ever seen in all my ten years! It was raining in the back yard and not in the front yard. Not just for a few minutes, but for nearly fifteen fabulously entertaining minutes. Then the surprising summer shower ceased.

Wow!

For fifteen minutes I had danced between nature’s sprinkler and the sky’s umbrella of sunshine. I giggled as I frolicked in the rain that soaked through my clothes and bathed my skin in pure liquid joy. I would step into the sunshine and twirl to spin dry. It was a glorious moment. It was my own fifteen minute paradise moment produced by the clever designs of nature’s paradoxical humor.

I believed no one had ever experienced what I was enjoying! I was anxious to share my joy with all of my friends and family. I just knew they would be as excited as I had been.

And honestly, there probably was a smidgen of pride lurking somewhere in my heart. I had experienced something none of them had. I knew they would all be envious of me when they learned of it.

But it was a silly thing to believe such ideas. I found out how ridiculous when I tried to share my adventure with my friends and family. They fell into two camps. They either occupied the camp of “doubters” or the camp “out-doers.” No one wanted to relive my exhilaration as I retold the momentary delight I had found.

Isn’t that how it is when we finally give up and come to Jesus? Suddenly we are washed in the showers of His unending love. Our clothes are rinsed of the sins that have clung to us for years. Instantly we are dancing in garments drenched in righteousness.

And no one believes us.

They are either “doubters” or “out-doers.” They either deny the reality of God in our lives because it is something they have never experienced or they boast of their own experiences which are presumably much more realistic and logical than a fanatical encounter with the Living Almighty Eternal God.

My experience in the rain that day was real. I have learned over the years, it was not a unique experience. Many other people have danced between dry and wet air. The doubters or the out-doers do not diminish the validity of my experience. They only reveal the emptiness of their own lives.

The Bible talks about rain and latter rains. It admonishes us to wait patiently for the latter rains. The latter rains produce the best harvest.

When frustration enters my heart while waiting for the doubters and out-doers in my life to dance in the rain, I need to remember to be patient. I need to be a watchful farmer. The farmer does not control the rains. The farmer only harvests the lush fruit after the rains.

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Father, help us always be confident in sharing our experiences of dancing in the rain with the doubters and out-doers. Remind us to be patient as we wait for the rain. Equip us to be faithful in the harvest when it begins to rain. Amen.

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© 9/8/04 Lissa M. Lee


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Lynda Lee Schab 09/13/04
Hmmmm---wonderful piece, Lissa. It made me think of all the times I was a doubter or an out-doer. Time for a little reflection over here...
Blessings, Lynda

By the way, I have never actually stepped in and out of the rain but I have driven in and out of the rain within like a block or so. It's an awesome thing... :-)
darlene hight09/13/04
Nice article and application! I remember once when it was raining in our neighbors yard but not in ours. It is very cool! Another time we watched as the rain headed right for us when we were on a boat in the middle of the lake.Not so cool!
Lucian Thompson09/13/04
Lissa, I know that dance, oh-so-well! Really good article!
Joanne Malley09/13/04
Nice spiritual lesson within a very well written piece. Thanks.
Jo
Linda Germain 09/13/04
Lissa, add me to the list who have witnessed the rain/dry line. As a new bride in a tiny yellow house, it was raining in the front and dry in the back. The other really astounding thing was, the county line ALSO ran through the middle of the house! Just because someone SAYS it didn't happen, does not mean it didn't happen! We know what we know what we know, don't we?Maybe it is age speaking, but anymore, I don't need the validation of an unbeliever. That is why it is SO lovely to have all these FW folks tune right in when we try to express ourselves.We are of the same "parculiar" people! LOL Bottom line: I liked your article. God Bless :0)


Roberta Kittrell09/13/04
Lisa, very interesting. So human. Usually no one is listening intently, but rather are focusing on what they are going to say next.

I've learned that the only important things I might share with others is the Lord and what's He's done for me and how He loves them just as much as He loves me and wants to do the same for them.

God has had me in all four roles--or should I say He has fulfilled all four roles through me: sower, cultivater, harvester, and nurturer.
He has always made it clear to me what He wishes to do, so I stand out of the way. The success is not dependent upon me nor my responsibility. He only wants me to remain faithfully available--ready to be empowered by Him. Bobbi
John Hunt09/14/04
Lissa,
Wonderful metaphore and nicely written.
Teresa Lee Rainey09/14/04
I love the lesson you wove into this captivating story. Have to remember to let my boys read this as I overheard them trying to tell a friend that this very thing happened to them at Grandma's house last year. The friend was a doubter.
Kenny Paul Clarkson09/16/04
Waiting for the latter rains; they product the best harvest — that's a powerful spiritual insight.
Phyllis Inniss 09/20/04
Lovely piece and messsage. I too have experienced the rain on one side of a savannah and no rain on the other side. It was very interesting. Thanks for sharing.