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Precursor to the umbrella? |
In the US umbrellas are what I would call “as needed” accoutrement. If it looks like rain, we think of it; otherwise, it is forgotten. In Asia, it is a necessity because it is used both on rainy and sunny days. Usual sunny days go up to the 90’s F. It is wise to have an umbrella to shade one from the intense rays of the sun. When one is on the equator, as we were in Indonesia, one learns this fast. And, of course, when the rains come, one will not want to get wet. When I was a little girl, my mother always used to remind me that I would catch a cold if I got wet from the rain. She knew I loved to play in the rain. My longtime friend and mentor
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With an umbrella we can walk through the rain or under
the intense heat of the sun. They help
us go from point A to point B in fair or foul weather. They enable us. They assure us that we will not be burned by the sun nor be drenched by the rain. We can even go singing in the rain as Gene
Kelly so beautifully did in that famous movie.
With one I can wear my wool coat on a rainy day and not end up looking
and smelling like a doused sheep.
There is a lot of
comfort in having an umbrella.
I think
of my parents as my umbrellas. My
American husband tells me that I may be off in this. Probably because in America, an umbrella has
just 50% of the function it has in Asia.
To Asians, it is a constant protection. When my parents passed away, I
felt I lost that. Even if as an
adult I moved away from their “shade”, the assurance that they were there
was very comforting. When Mom Major
passed away recently, Don and I felt a certain vulnerability. We
felt unprotected, the way one walks in the rain without an umbrella. She was our last umbrella. Though in her last
few years a cruel disease started to steal her away from us, we felt that her
presence stayed with us. In our younger
years our parents walked with us, shielding and protecting us from hurts and
pain, giving us shade from disappointments and failures. At
times when we felt we did not have the strength to go on, they enabled us. They were with us as we grew into the kind
of people we have become. We grieve over
this loss, but amid this grief, we can look up to a higher umbrella, to Him
who provides shade for those who dwell in His secret places. Have you lost your umbrella? Look up, there is a higher One.
He who dwells in
the secret places of the Most High, shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. (Psalm 91:1 NIV)
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