Singing in the rain?

This morning I was surprised to hear the wind howling and the rain coming down so hard. It woke me up about 5:15 am. I had my windows open just a bit and the blinds were slamming on the windows. I thought for sure it would let up because today was a very important day. I just knew that the four hours I was asked to serve today would be done in the sun -- after all the weather wasn't suppose to change until tonight. Well, I was wrong.

When I got up about 8:00 I knew that today was going to be an experience -- I just wasn't sure what kind of one it was to be. I sent Corrine a text message (she was already over at "headquarters"). My message was "are you kidding me?" Her response was CLASSIC -- "we are having our own pioneer experience".

I arrived around 9:00 to be given my assignment. We were asked to put door hangers on people's doors reminding them to get out and vote. I went with two other people in my area and we were assigned an area with a specific list and doors to go to. These were people who had previously responded favorably to being contacted before regarding Prop 8. The rain had let up a little and so when I was dropped off at my corner I took my umbrella (just in case) and then all of my supplies. I had hardly started with the drops started to fall - slowly at first and then all of a sudden a micro burst of rain. I had no choice but to stand there and just smile. Throughout the next three hours I enjoyed several more of these wonderful micro bursts. Since I was in a familiar neighborhood and knew some of the people who lived here I 'borrowed' a friends' porch during one of these down pours and stood out of the rain. I got a good laugh at myself on Flynn Road when I had no where to 'hide' when another came. I was literally walking in puddles and everything on me was wet. I just laughed out loud to myself. It took me back to my mission. In Japan we usually had two choices each day -- be wet from the sweat because you chose to where a rain jacket, or be wet from the rain because you didn't. Either way we were wet. Well, today was the same. BTW, I now know another reason we go in pairs as missionaries - it was an incredibly boring and lonely job! I had brought my IPOD, but never pulled it out because it was so wet and I had no place to put down my other items and get it out.

When we finished our assigned area I was picked up by the other two and we headed back to headquarters. We were fed, and warmed and began to dry. It was fun to see people come in looking so put together and come back looking like a drowned rat! I couldn't help but think of the cause we were fighting for! I am grateful to be able to stand and be counted on the Lord's side despite wet clothes and hear and a few blisters!