Singing in the rain
By GO Fellow Sarah Herrera
The day was cool, the sky was clouded, and I sat contently amongst my two new friends as we each practiced the other’s language, laughing at the silliness that comes with such barriers. In the midst of said chuckles the sky decided to open, and the droplets pitter-pattered around us. I was then led by the two young women into their living quarters where I was joined by two more from my own team who were seeking refuge from the rain. So there we were, the six of us. We sat atop a blanket laid out picnic-style as the rain now sounded against the tin roof and we watched it through the open doorway at our side.
“Would you like to sing?” I asked them. “We would love to listen.”
At first there were bashful cheeks and shy eyes, but quickly the three who lived there nodded happily and so began their harmonic melody.
I cannot tell you what they said, and I recognized no familiar tune, but their voices were loud in our quiet, little sanctuary, and they sang as beautifully as any trio I’ve ever heard. This special moment was stretched out into a lovely, long one. I realized the song would soon end, but I wished it would continue for hours instead.
The moment was fleeting, however, and as is only appropriate, we visitors returned the favor. Jesus Loves the Little Children was our choice selection and, though we sang loud and proud, we all laughed at the distinction between our varying abilities. Regardless, it was a moment of worship and praise, shared together in the special moments of rain on roofs, and it is a cherished memory.
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