As a child, I hardly could remember having said something like this. Basically because I had liked to stay indoors.
When it was raining, I remember I'd sit by my window, read a book, eat peanuts and enjoy the rhythm of the rain.
When I grew up, my memory of rainy days was also pleasant.
It was a rainy day in July at Rizal Park when my "Paul"extended to me his black umbrella. That was one long walk I had enjoyed as a young adult--walking with and hearing someone I cherished sing a song for me.
Through the yearsm a beautiful friendship developed between me, the Rainmaker and the rain He sends from heaven.
For ten years I worked at the Philippine Atomic Energy Commission, I used to walk a couple of minutes from Don Mariano Marcos Avenue to my laboratory. On cloudy days, I had always whispered to the Rainmaker these same lines:
"Father, please make the rain fall nicely and friendly. You wouldn't want me to go to work soaked, would you?"
And I'd feel little friendly raindrops on my face lifted towards heaven...
One time, however, I was caught halfway to my lab, by a storm. The big winds and the torrents blew inside out my umbrella. Needless to say, I got to the lab like a wet duckling. I had to stay in my office in my laboratory gown the whole day.
Once again, I talked to the Rainmaker. "Father, it's okay, really. It's good I have a spare, nice and clean lab gown and my boss is absent."
Rain refreshes. After the rain, don't we always see the leaves greener and the lilies whiter. If there was no rain, I wonder if we'd ever see the earth clean.
I like rain. It has always been on rainy days of my life that I hear God speak eloquently to me. It is on rainy days too, that I learn to know about myself and the people closest to my heart... and what life is about...
Rain like sunshine is a gift from God.
To the Rainmaker, I always say, "Father, I thank you for the rain, believe me, I do. But just the same, I like to see the sun."
And in His Word is the answer, "Faithful is He who calls you and He shall bring it to pass...(1 Thess 5:24)
From L. R. Strings of Words and Solitude [copyright (archived at the National Library of Australia and State Library of New South Wales)].