The Wild Spark of a Flowerchild's Heart

Rainstorms

Long walks of life are meant to be rainstorms created to teach us how to dance when our feet are so cold they can no longer be felt

 Not knowing where our next step will take us 

But why do we need to know, why are we in such a rush 

Rushing around gets us nowhere 

Nothing gets done 

The rain is in our eyes and the clouds block our view of the One 

But still we paint on our smiles and our bright eyes thinking our masks will stay on even though we know the rain will always wash away who we are not, 

As a human you can never be something other than who you are, you may not know who that is, or you may have tried for so long to be something else you're afraid you missed it, 

But there is hope, because you can wear a mask and think it has become a part of you, but you are still you underneath, no matter how beaten and bruised you may seem, there is healing, 

Your life is your parade, so go ahead put yourself on display, 

God did not make you to fit a mold for a mask, 

He made you to fulfill His one and only task, to praise Him through every storm, cling to Him when we mourn, to love Him more and more and more, 

So dance in the rain, no one has room to say a thing about it because we have all danced in the rain and sang about it, the world is going to tell you to leave behind your childish ways, but Jesus said the children know the way, 

See they don't seek the feeling of glory because feelings are fleeting, they seek the love of the One who promises to never leave, 

You can be happy again if only you would let go and drop the knife, turn your face to Him and cast away your fears and your pain, though you may not always be prepared for the storms of life, you should always be prepared to dance in the rain!