Tears from Heaven

A friend sent me this, back in June 2000. I just came across it and found it as moving now as it was then. Author unknown, and her son’s name unknown. In fact I don’t know any more about it than what is here. (The friend who sent it to me is gone as well, having died suddenly a couple of years later.) She titled it Tears from Heaven.

It was one of the hottest days of the dry season. We had not seen rain in  almost a month. The crops were dying. Cows had stopped giving milk. The  creeks and streams were long gone back into the earth. It was a dry season  that would bankrupt seven farmers before it was through. Every day, my  husband and his brothers would go about the arduous process of trying to  get water to the fields. Lately this process had involved taking a truck to  the local water rendering plant and filling it up with water. But severe  rationing had cut everyone off. If we didn’t see some rain soon… we  would lose everything. It was on this day that I learned the true lesson of  sharing and witnessed the only miracle I have seen with my own eyes. Continue reading Tears from Heaven