It was one afternoon of no turning back. I sat on one of the empty chairs being the early bird. The wide transparent glass gave a view of the mountain hiding behind the formed clouds. The scenery of grass-covered field is at its greenest while the sun joyfully hailed its rays in the sky. My flight has been delayed, and it's tempting to fall asleep. But I'd given homage to the sight right before my eyes. The parched runway slowly turned gray as the sun seemed to be a little bit shy it slowly lose its splendid glow. The clouds became heavier covering almost half of the mountain's sight. It's obvious what transpired in the next few minutes. The heavy downpour started. I sipped the can of soda while my hand is shaky probably due to the room's temperature. I watched the grass standing still despite the blow, receiving all that the sky is pouring in. The once soul-soothing landscape is now all in the memory.
I waited in patience, trying to figure out a "kick" from within while finishing my brownies. Slowly, the tip of the mountain appeared from where I am settled. It's like a curtain was removed before the great show. And there it was, the sun peeped in a lazy manner. The picture in my memory formed real again, bringing back the soothe in my soul.
Like life, we cannot guarantee a safe ground for almost everything. One instance everything is sunny, another instance, our world becomes gloomy. Downpour can shake the landscape of security we have, and rain will fall somewhere, eradicating our ideal view of the world. It's easy to throw a thousand why's and wallow in defeats, but we can choose to be sober like the grass. If your life is being raged with all the problems in the world, remember that usually, the grass is at its greenest after the bouts of heavy downpour. Allow God to wash you, let the rain fall.
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