It was an early evening in mid-December. The stars and moon peaked out through the tiny crevices of an already blanketed foggy sky. It started to rain just as I stepped outside. Has this ever happened to you? I would venture to guess and say, probably yes. I pointed to the sky and said, “Why?”
Why must I get rained on?
Why am I feeling disappointed?
I quickly acknowledged my disappointment before it dissipated. I began to think about acceptance and how with most situations, it’s not a matter of asking why something happens to us, but instead accepting it for what it is. What life throws at us is deliberate, unintentional, and often times, without purpose.
Perhaps in the future, I won’t wonder why I must get rained on, but instead I’ll just say it’s raining.