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Puddle Days

"God didn't make the sun for you to sit in the library, Marcie." -Peppermint Patty

I agree with her 100%!  And not only because I happen to hate studying.

All day long I have been hurrying through buildings, and slowly strolling whenever I am outside.  Reason: it is absolutely totally gorgeous today, and I am glad, because God let it be sunny today so that I could share something He has shown me.  Which I think is SUPER DUPER awesome. :) And my heart is all full, because of how neat God is and how he tells me things, and replaces what I think is best with His best.  :) It's just really cool.

So, the story-thing I am going to write about today was actually supposed to be done and posted early yesterday afternoon, however, that did not happen.  Things kept coming up, and people were always around, and it just didn't happen.  Honestly, this made me a little frustrated, because I really wanted to share my thoughts, but God hadn't finished the story yet.  Therefore, I will write about it today now that I have an ending.

Yesterday was a puddle day.
Not a rainy day-there is a difference! ...even though my hair doesn't like either one.
See, it actually rains on rainy days, but puddle days are the days after rainy nights where the sky still is really gray and all sad looking and there are puddles everywhere.  Puddle days are the days when it never rains a drop, but almost every girl wears her rain boots all day long.  I have absolutely nothing against rain boots, I love mine too, but the reason I love mine is so I can jump in and stomp through all the puddles.  I mean, if you're not going to step in any water, why wear shoes that keep your feet from getting wet?

I feel like God particularly enjoyed watching me figure this one out. :)

I was walking on my favorite puddle day side walk, which is the one that runs along the bottom of the stadium parking deck.  It always has the BEST puddles for jumping, and since most people use the side walk up closer to the road, I can stomp and jump through as many puddles as I want and not worry about splashing anyone. :)  It's great!  Anyway, I was puddle jumping up that side walk on my way to lunch from the old coliseum one day when I noticed something.

Yes, on puddle days people wear rain boots and other types of water friendly foot apparel, but everyone avoids the water.  (I know floors get slippery and carpets mildew from wet shoes/feet, just bear with me here.)  So why even bother?  What's the point of wearing rain boots if you aren't going to tromp through some puddles? Why didn't you just wear some cute flats or tennis shoes or whatever?  In the middle of me scrutinizing other people's footwear decisions, God started talking:

"You are completely right Tori!  Sometimes life just pours rain on people until they puddle up and spill over onto your sidewalks.  But you walk around them so your feet won't get wet.  I have given you all my love and comfort to keep your feet dry.  Why would I give you rain boots if I didn't want you go make a splash in some puddles?"

Ouch.

He was so right, as always.  And I was so not expecting Him to pop up, as always.  It's true-we all have people puddles on the side walks we walk up and down everyday, and even though we have received all this amazing love and comfort from our heavenly Father, we walk around them just because we don't want the hem of our jeans wet.  How stupid is that?  Life is messy and problems are messy, and who am I to decide that I should or shouldn't help someone who is hurting?
In Galatians 6:2, Paul says to "Carry one another's burdens..."  We are supposed to be there for each other as believers, and be willing to comfort anyone with the comfort we have received from Him (rough paraphrase there).  So why don't we?  What's our problem with puddles?  Yeah, there is a chance that we will get a little wet, but what does that matter in comparison to sharing the love of God with others?  :)

I think God wanted me to wait until today to post this so I could not only talk about puddles, but also be reminded of His promise that one day there will be no more tears.  :)  Yesterday may have been a puddle day, but today there are no puddles, just lots of warm sunshine. :)  So there it is.  My puddle day story.  Not particularly exciting, but I wanted to share a new challenge I have been given to go puddle jumping more often, and always remember his promise of sunshine.

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