He was looking out of the window feeling lost and alone. He always thought that this type of news was for other people, certainly not him. The sun was shining so bright through the window that Paul had to squint from the brightness. He noticed that when he closed his eyes just enough to see through his eyelashes that a rainbow of colors would halo the sun, making him think of God’s promises. He would have to truly rely on those promises to make it through this tribulation. He felt, though, that a heavy weight was put on his body, he wasn’t sure if he could handle it alone. He knew God was there, but these days, he wavered a bit with his trust in God. His wife had past a few years back.
Though it was gorgeous outside with the sun coming through the windows, brightening up his hospital room, he still couldn’t shake the depressed feeling that went clear down to his stomach. He kept trying to remind himself that he needed to look to God for strength and courage. He was praying for God to bring someone into his life that could teach him God’s promises.
The next day he awoke in the hospital bed. He would forget where he was until he woke up smelling the hospital’s disinfectant that is enough to turn one with an iron stomach sick. Paul decided to go outside in the courtyard to get some fresh air. When he sat out on the bench, he noticed a little girl looking quite fragile. She looked pale and you could tell that she was loosing her hair from underneath the hat she was wearing. He kept feeling his heart tugging at him to speak to her.
“Hello little one.” Paul said gently. “How are you on this beautiful day?” The girl looked over at him slowly and smiled bashfully.
“I’m okay.” She said softly putting her head down.
“Have you been her long?” Paul was afraid to ask but couldn’t think of anything else to say.
“Yes, I’ve been here for three weeks. I have leukemia.” She sounded older than she was.
“Oh, I’m sorry to here that little one. Don’t you have any family here with you?” It was quite odd to see a little girl all by herself outside without a mommy or daddy.
“They can’t come much. We live far away from here. They wanted me to be in the best hospital they could find.” The little girl surprisingly said this with no sadness in her voice or on her face.
They had talked all afternoon until the nurses brought them in. He never did ask her her name. He just kept calling her, ‘Little One.’ He couldn’t get over how the little girl had so much courage. “She is only just a little girl.” He thought. “And alone.”
The next day they met at the same place. He kept wondering, “How does she do it?” He finally had to ask.
“Little One, how can you have such a serious disease, have no one with you and be so courageous?”
“I have Jesus with me.” She said so innocently like a child should be.” “We like to come out here and sit. He keeps telling me he’s going to make it rain, but it hasn’t come yet. So, I keep coming…waiting on the rain.”
Day after day they would meet on the same bench at the same time every afternoon. One day he sat on the bench and waited for the little girl. He waited for quite some time till he finally asked one of the nurses. He was saddened to hear that his ‘Little One’ had past away during the night.
“She didn’t even get to see her rain.” He said to himself. As he sat there wondering about this rain she spoke of, he started to pray. He became silent and leaned back on the bench with his towards heaven. It was like something had taken the weight off of him.
“The dear girl,” he said to himself. “She was waiting on the Lord, but not for the right rain! The Lord is the One who reigns. He reigns over everything! God is in control over our lives. Thank you Lord, for sending my dear Little One to teach me your promises.”
“Wait on the Lord; be of good courage, and he shall
strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the Lord.”