Ever been rain beaten? Know how it feels? It could feel good sometimes, especially when you purposely choose to dance in the rain.
I had always wanted to go to a friend’s ministry. He usually holds it every Thursday. I work Thursdays so haven’t been able to make it there.
Today, however, things brightened up as I discover that he has an evening program planned for today, by virtue of the public holidays. I semi-decide to make it to the program. Semi-decision is akin to a fair weather decision. A 51-49 decision to do something.
The program was to start at 5pm. I decide that if I’m to go, 6:30 would be the perfect time. He’ll probably have mounted the stage then. I can do the message, and other agenda of the day.
At 6:30, the weather gives a warning. ‘I am coming down heavy,’ it seems to say. I still lie chilled in my room, thinking of how I’ll wash the car with which I’ll make the 7 minute drive.
6:45pm the rain starts to drizzle. 6:50pm it starts pouring. At 6:55, I decide I needed to dash out. No one will notice the dirt on the car anyways. But boy, the rain was heavy. Nonetheless, I search out a strong umbrella, and head for the gate. No one will assist me open the gate while I drive out. Why? Tis raining! So I attempt to do it alone. I head for the gate, the rain slamming hard on my umbrella. I fling them open. They fling back closed. Ah! I hold one side, the other side goes the other way. Seeing leaving the house is only a mirage, I run back in, change into house clothes, and wait to see if the rain assuages.
I finally discover that timing is everything. I set out to do the right thing at the wrong time.
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