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Topic: Christmas (04/25/05)
- TITLE: Time Released Rain
By Jess Godwin
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It was Christmas Eve, and I was with a group of friends, going out to give presents to our Pastoral Staff. We were in the parking lot of our church, waiting for everyone to arrive, and I, in typical “Christmas Brat” fashion, was dancing around the parking lot, singing Christmas Carols and acting like a five year old. Then I got drafted for present wrapping duty. It’s a well known fact around my house that I abhor wrapping presents. I am the reason that they made gift bags. All that I can say is “Tape is my best friend.”
My friend bought cheap wrapping paper so that he could spend more on presents for the staff members. So, I had to work with wrapping paper that had the consistency of cellophane. He forgot to grab scissors, so I used my keys to “cut” the paper. My mom is a pre-school teacher, so I had an abundance of tape in her car. No one had a key to the church, so along with our improvised tools, I had to spread the wrapping paper out on the hood of my friend’s Camaro, hoping that the wind wouldn’t blow it away and that the drizzling mist would not soak it clean through before I could get the gift into the car.
In all of this, my faith for snow did not waver. I held onto my faith, firmly believing that my personal Christmas present from God would be a shimmering blanket tucking us in when I woke up the next morning.
Like I do every Christmas morning, I looked out the window first thing. No snow. Ok. It would be Christmas for several more hours. God still had time to deliver my snow. We opened our gifts and got ready for church. Then it hit me. It was still drizzling and rain is water. Snow is made of water. My rather lopsided sense of logic turned this idea around a few times before hitting on the answer. Snow is merely time released rain. I wasted no time in informing God of this earth shattering discovery. Surely, since we needed rain so much, He could freeze it just a bit and let it slowly seep into the ground. I’ve heard from some farmers that it’s better to let the water soak in a little at a time than all at once anyway.
God must have been having one fine time laughing at me attempting to reason Him into getting snow for Christmas. But you know what? I think He loved every moment of it. It never did snow that day, but I was fine with that. And, there’s always next year for Him to give me a white Christmas.
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