Last night, my family returned home from mid-week church services around around 9PM. My 10 year old, Isaiah, made a bee line straight up the steps toward the computer room.
“Zeek,” I said. “What are you doing?”
“I’m writing something.” He replied.
At first, I figured he waited until the absolute last minute to finish his homework, and didn’t want to own up to it. I pressed him again.
“Zeek, what’re you doing?”
“I’m writing something, I told you. I have to do it now.”
“Okay,” I said. I’ll let it ride and we can have a discussion about late homework tomorrow. About 20 minutes passed, when he came down stairs and proudly handed his Mom a sheet of paper.
“Read it.” He told her.
After she read and laid it on the table, I picked up the sheet. The writer in me had already resolved to critique the little page for grammatical errors, and to go easy on him. As I read, yeah…there were a few 10 year-old errors to be found. But what I found most intriguing, was the depth of the little story that ended with an honest question. It hit me right there, as I put down my Mitch Albom novel.
“My son’s a writer.”
This is his little story:
One day, as I was coming home from church, it was raining; but it wasn’t like any rain I’d ever seen before. It was strange, because I noticed the rain behaving in three different ways:
- Part of the rain was rising up.
- Part of the rain was moving sideways.
- Part of the rain wasn’t moving at all. It just stood still, frozen in space.
Besides the strange rain, I also saw a mirror standing up by itself, in the rain. You want to know what I think this meant? Well, I’ll tell you. I think the part of the rain that was rising up represents the people who will go to heaven. I think the part of the rain moving sideways represent the people who are trying to make it to heaven, but the devil keeps pulling them down. I think the part of the rain standing still represents the people who won’t make it to heaven. I think the mirror is God, showing us who we really are.
Now I have a very good question for you. Which one of these (out of the three types of rain) are you?
By: Isaiah Smith