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Writer's pictureVirginia Caradori

RAINDROPS KEEP FALLING ON MY HEAD

Playing in the Sprinklers of Heaven

Yesterday I spent the day at home. It was a Monday, but I just needed the day to myself. It was a rainy day, much to Wagsley's dismay, but we went outside anyway. It was peaceful and cool, but not cold. The tiny raindrops were refreshing and of course the thought popped into my head. "Remember when you were a child and you would play in the sprinklers?" That made me smile and giggle a bit. This was kind of like that only in a more adult setting. I wasn't playing, just enjoying a leisurely stroll around the dog park. Wagsley walked by my side. He doesn't like walking in wet grass, but doesn't seem to mind a light rain on his back. Such a funny dog.


My mind went to those uncomplicated days when all I did was play and laugh. The sprinklers were the most fun on hot days. We would run through them fully dressed and laugh ourselves silly. Perhaps God was telling me to remember those times and just be in the moment with Him. I talked to Him and He talked to me. These times are so special. I must look loopy to those who walk past. I had a dopey grin on my face and occasionally let out a burst of laughter. One thing God always does when I focus on Him is fill my heart with joy. It is so unexpected.


I've talked about my mother's favorite verse several times, "the Joy of the Lord is my strength." This joy really does perk me up. It makes me feel invincible or untouchable by the cares of this world. One of the reasons for this blog is to share this with others. Everyone needs to be filled with the Joy of the Lord. For me these times alone are precious. I get so caught up with work and the cares of this life. These moments don't come around often enough.


As I sit here this morning sipping my coffee and remembering that time with my heavenly Father in the rain, I was reminded of a song I sang as a kid. It was from the movie Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, coincidentally the title of today's blog post. I sang that song whenever mom would play it on the piano. I'm sure my family got sick of it! The words are appropriate.


Raindrops keep fallin' on my head

And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed

Nothin' seems to fit

Those raindrops are fallin' on my head, they keep fallin'


So I just did me some talkin' to the sun

And I said I didn't like the way he got things done

Sleepin' on the job

Those raindrops are fallin' on my head, they keep fallin'


But there's one thing I know

The blues they send to meet me won't defeat me

It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me


Raindrops keep fallin' on my head

But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red

Cryin's not for me

'Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'

Because I'm free

Nothin's worryin' me


I love that line It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me. Well that is the Joy of the Lord. I Imagine Jesus singing along with me, while we walk in the rain. He has no cares in the world, and He takes our cares on Him. The rain on my head doesn't cause me any grief or sadness. Jesus turned on the sprinklers yesterday to remind me that He is the living water and as long as I am in His presence I will never thirst, there will be joy, there will be victory, there is no fear, and I am FREE. Nothing is worrying me!


Enjoy your day, rain or shine. If it's raining - go for a walk and hang out with God. Remember your sprinkler days and let Him fill you with His Joy that brings strength for today and hope for tomorrow!


John 7:38 "The one who believes in Me, as the Scripture said, ‘[a]From his innermost being will flow rivers of living water.’”


John 4:14 "but whoever drinks of the water that I will give him shall never be thirsty; but the water that I will give him will become in him a fountain of water springing up to eternal life.”


Psalm 147:8 "It is He who covers the heavens with clouds, Who provides rain for the earth, Who makes grass sprout on the mountains."



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