It rained….. It rained in our tents, it rained on our sleeping pads, it rained in our bags, and soaked our clothes, The whole time wanting the rain to go away. We didnt see it then but the rain was such a blessing and because of it we are a closer family. We were forced to rely on eachother, to share a dry tent, and some clothes. We got the chance to see how quickly we could set up 65 some tents before it poured. And we quickly realized we had to have eachother, and bind together in order to make it through the week, let alone 11 months. By the end of the week, we ran through the rain together and we danced in it too.
Not only did it rain literally but we also expericed healing rain. In ways some of us have never experienced. I saw shoulders healed, sickness blown away, a cast come off so a dancer could dance and many hearts healed. Chains were broken, forgiveness given and joy came in to take the place of the pieces in our hearts we have held onto for far too long. We were transparent with eachother, prayed over eachother and relied on eachother's trust. We shared stories, and insecurities. And we relalized we are all a beautiful mess. Some of us were reluctant to the healing, holding onto what we have known for so long. But we let go. We were healed! I was healed! Healing rain poured down on us and we danced in it too.
