It Must Be Raining – December 22.2010

“It must be raining”

By Bob Perks

The images flash across my television screen

as I sit there in the comfort of my home.

“It’s that time of year again,” I thought to myself.

Then realizing how foolish that was to say, I sat

up in my chair and watched closer.

The news reporter was telling the story of one of

many food banks in our area that were serving

those in need of the basics for the holidays.

This particular place had both food and clothing.

Food for the body and warm second hand coats

for children.

“It’s that time of year again,” replayed in my mind.

I meant that throughout the holidays we

see such reports over and over, unlike the

other 11 months when the same people are hungry,

in need of clothing, basic services and a little help

with life.

Maybe I said it because I was becoming numb to it

all, like watching the same commercials a hundred

times.

I was about to feel the real impact of it all.

I was sitting at the counter having breakfast at a

local diner the next day.

It’s a small “quaint” place. Local people, husband and

wife cook and serve.

A man walked in and sat next to me. There is little

elbow room as it is and he was a big fellow.

On top of the milk dispenser is a small television placed

there for both the customers enjoyment and the owners

when things get slow.

It just so happened that the news was on and once

again that same report on the food bank. This time

it included more information and a few interviews

of some of the people who participated.

There was a little girl looking through the coats.

The reporter asked her if she found something

that fit.

She turned toward the camera and smiled. She

flipped her soft brown hair up over the collar as

she pulled and tugged at the front to make sure

it would zipper properly.

“I like this store. Mommy said I could have any

coat I wanted, but I’m getting this one for my

friend. Her daddy won’t come here. Mommy

says he’s too proud. Whatever that means.

All I know is Mandy needs a coat.”

Out of the corner of my eye I could see the man

next to me lower his head. Without looking up

he fumbled for a napkin and began to wipe his

eyes.

“Incredibly sad, isn’t it?” I said.

He didn’t respond.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“Yes,” he said quietly.

“Hey, don’t feel bad, I’ve shed many tears

through the holidays for those who don’t

have nearly as much as I and I am in no way

financially set for life,” I told him.

“I’m a writer. I live on my dreams,” I added.

He turned toward me. I could still see the

dampness of tear filled eyes. He raised

his hand to his chest and pointing at

himself he said…”I’m Mandy’s father. That’s

the first I’ve seen that. The little girl goes to

school with my daughter.”

Oh, my god! My chest tightened, my hands

shook and I shared in his tears.

“It must be raining,” he joked.

We spoke for a few more minutes about

how he felt and what he needed to do.

Turns out he’s unemployed for more than

a year now and doing odd jobs to pay bills.

We said our goodbyes and I approached

the register.

I whispered that I wanted his check.

“He only gets coffee,” she said.

“Well, here. This is for my meal,

his coffee and tell him this is for Mandy.

He’ll understand.”

Many years ago I spoke at my friend’s

church in Atlanta, The Ark of Salvation.

A woman came up to me and said God told

her to give me everything she had in her wallet.

I was shaken by the thought and began to

refuse it. Things were better for me back then.

I couldn’t justify what she offered.

God spoke to me as I listened to

her explain.

“It isn’t very much, but God said that it

would multiply. Please take it.”

I did. I shared the story with Nathaniel Bronner,

the pastor of the church and he smiled assuring

me I did the right thing.

It was $57. I always carry it with me until this

very day. I give it away and replace it. It

has indeed multiplied many times.

God is an amazing God Who has never failed

to replace that $57 each and every time I use it.

I turned to walk away and another man sitting

at the counter grabbed my arm and said…

“I overheard your conversation with that man.

I’ll help him, too.”

He then wiped his eyes and said, “He’s right.

It must be raining.”

You can visit the church website, view or listen to

messages… The Online Word.

There’s a lot of hope and inspiration there…especially when

“It must be raining.”

 I wish you enough!”

Bob Perks

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