Rainy days often bring a melancholy mood that just won’t seem to go away until the sun appears through the clouds. Today is one of those days. It has been raining for several days now and the rain gauge is reporting just under 4 inches so far. There is a flash flood warning for our area that is in effect until late this evening. Not everyone has fully recovered from the floods of 2013, so this much rainfall is very frightening for many people. The sun will bring welcome relief for many, but we don’t expect to see it for at least three more days.
There is a saying, “Into each life some rain must fall”. It actually comes from a poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, The Rainy Day, and is a reminder of the dark and dreary days we must endure in life. The final stanza of the poem goes like this:
Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.
While we know that there is always hope for a brighter future, the waiting is sometimes unbearable. I have some dear friends, a married couple, who are going through a dark and dreary time in their lives that make these cloudy and rainy days of little concern. She is in the midst of a battle with pancreatic cancer and was hospitalized this week as a result of a seizure. The cancer has metastasized and there was concern that she had developed brain tumors. Thankfully, testing did not disclose any tumors but she is still undergoing tests to determine what caused the seizures. Standard treatments are no longer an option for her as her cancer has progressed to a point where extraordinary measures are necessary. How silly and trifling it would sound to repeat Wadsworth’s refrain to these lovely people at this time. And yet, wasn’t it for times like these that it was intended?
It is at times like these that God’s promises become so much more important than the words of a famous poet. Quite honestly, I cannot conjure up the right words to speak to my friends. I know that my reminder of God’s promises will fall far short of the promises themselves. I want to encourage my friends, but find that the most encouraging thing I can do right now is pray for them and hope for the best. Thankfully, they are people who love the Lord and trust in Him. I know, for a fact, that they have laid up treasures in heaven that neither moth nor rust can destroy and that if this disease continues to progress as it has, that when she meets her Lord, she will be received with open arms.
As the poem reminds us, Thy fate is the common fate of all, and we know that eventually we will all come to a time when we face our ultimate fate in this life. There is no escaping that final chapter of our lives, but for those whose time comes prematurely, it is especially difficult. I will continue to pray for my friends, as I would want others to pray for me: Lord, have mercies on my friends. Take away their suffering and heal her if that is your desire. Make her an example of your merciful healing powers so that she can testify mightily to your goodness. If she is coming to You soon, make her suffering mild. In all things, may your will be done.