She Found It in a Walmart Parking Lot

by founditonapostednote

She found it in a Wal-Mart parking lot one misty night.  It was lying there, beneath the sprinkles, and when she picked it up, it had been saved from being soaked.  Beads of rain-drops had settled on top of the words, and she wiped them away as she read.

The night had been a disaster.  The dreary weather dampened her spirits and clouded her mood.  There was too much going on, and the last thing she wanted to do was be at this Wal-Mart, at 9:00 on a Sunday night, shopping for supplies needed for a charity event.   There was that huge exam on Wednesday, and she wanted that to be her priority–not this.  But people were counting on her; those children counted on her.  And while everyone  else was snuggled in their beds on that sleepy, rainy Sunday night, she was at Wal-Mart feeling the daunting burden of reliance.

The magazine page on the floor of the Wal-Mart parking lot had caught her eye in particular because there was a picture of a child standing in the rain.  A caption of the article was magnified in superior font:  Now is not our time to be comfortable….”  As she clutched it in her hands, she scrutinized the text following the ellipsis:  “This Earth is our temporary home, and we should not spend it in comfort, for comfort lies in what is eternal.  Now is our time to serve– to stand against the rain.”  The whole article was about someone who was on a mission trip in Africa.  Although he was caught in endless rain storms, he still managed to make service–not comfort– his priority.

She folded up the article, put it in her pocket, and stood in the parking lot.   The rain had thickened, but she had somehow lost the urge to run, to make haste.  She knew her hair would frizz, and that her over-the-counter make-up was smearing from her face.   But she wanted to feel herself against the rain.  Although ephemeral, there was an element of comfort as she took temporary shelter in the fleeting rain.