Riding the Waves - Journal


Sometimes it's good to ride the waves, feel the wind, hear the rain. 

In fact, it's raining now, which is a sound that I love. It's reminding me of some outstanding times that I spent getting soaked through!

Firstly, when in primary school, my sister and I decided that it would be prudent to walk home in a violent electrical storm. We only lived a few hundred metres from the school but were absolutely drenched and I was terrified. I wonder why we felt it necessary to set out in such conditions. How courageous or nonsensical were we? (Mum did meet us part way home by the way).

Another time, I was in Samoa, waiting for a bus. It absolutely bucketed down and there was no available shelter. Most people at least had an umbrella, but I didn't, naturally. I just stood there trying to look nonchalant. I noticed the people around me weren't entirely convinced of my sanity. 

One momentous time years ago, my family and I decided to play tennis in torrential rain at Noosa. Just why? The balls didn't even bounce and we were seen by people from our home town!

In general, I prefer to be sheltered from the rain but sometimes stuff happens. What I can say, though, and I derive comfort from this, is that in all the rain events mentioned, I was not alone, neither physically nor on a deeper level.

I wonder what memories you have of the storms of life. Was anyone accompanying you?








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