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When the rain comes






I have discovered something- if I allowed the rain to determine if I did something or not, I wouldn't get much done.


For new years day we had planned to go for a walk/scavenger hunt in a park. 
Unfortunately it was quite a rainy day and after some discussion we thought maybe we would just cancel, watch a film instead. 
A friend had to work in the morning and when done was going to join us so we could go on the walk. 
When the text messages were sent out explaining the change, this friend replied that perhaps we should just stick to the plan and go for a walk. Simply grab our wellies, rain jackets  and make the best of it and we would still have fun. 

I loved the shift of perspective, instead of looking at the limitation it was flipped and we saw how we could make the best of it. 
It was one of the greatest days, we were muddy, wet and having such a great time laughing and wandering around discovering hidden nooks with beautiful trees and views. 
         
                      

Since that day I have been thinking of how I can live with this perspective.
So, when I have in my head I am going for a run, if it isn't flood rains, I run.
When the clouds look uncertain while walking with a friend, you come prepared with a rain jacket or umbrella.
You just carry on and live life.

When those moments of disappointment arrive; saying the wrong thing at the wrong time even when your heart was in the right place; failing even when you tried your best.
Or, waiting on the hopes and dreams you have while watching others receive them.

I must ask myself will I let the rain (hurt,disappointment,fear etc) stop me, or will I put my wellies and rain jacket on.
This revelation has really been stirring in my heart and causing me to reflect on how I need to change the way I view and deal with situations. 
This is a massive challenge for me, but I know it will be worth it
 Going from glory to glory...


Philippians 3:12-16
12 Not that I have already obtained it or have already become perfect, but I press on [h]so that I may lay hold of that [i]for which also I was laid hold of by Christ Jesus. 13 Brethren, I do not regard myself as having laid hold of it yet; but one thing I do: forgetting what lies behind and reaching forward to what lies ahead, 14 I press on toward the goal for the prize of theupward call of God in Christ Jesus. 15 Let us therefore, as many as are [j]perfect, have this attitude; and if in anything you have a different attitude, God will reveal that also to you; 16 however, let us keep [k]living by that same standard to which we have attained.

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