Young girl playing in rain

The storm the other night was pretty loud. And, the 3:38am weather alarms on our phones didn’t make the night any easier. By the time I was ready to leave home, the puddles outside were big and deep. When I got out of my car to make a quick stop at a local convenience store, I was surprised that it came back to me. I remembered what it is like to stomp in a puddle.

Do you remember how a good stomp felt?  The way the water would spray all around you?  The sound of your shoe hitting the puddle?  How sometimes a rainbow would seem to appear out of the flying water?

I was hesitant to do it just then. People were watching. I was wearing “good” clothes. But, I couldn’t help myself! It wasn’t the puddle stomp of a 9 year old; it was the stomp of an old lady. But, I stomped and I laughed; I giggled and I stomped. You are right, my feet inside of my shoes and socks got wet and the legs of my trousers got soaked.   (Two things I noticed when I stepped into an air conditioned building.) But, I stomped in a puddle and it was fun!!

You probably won’t be surprised to hear that the other day, I picked up a pine cone and threw it like it was a football. And, I have been known to kick quite a few fall leaves from time-to-time.

It is all part of the fall season. The weather changes from bright cold days to chilly damp days and the kid in me doesn’t really care. On any day, I can find a puddle to stomp, a pine cone to throw or a leaf to kick.

Try it – you will like it!! And, if you can, take another kid (age doesn’t matter!) with you. It is a delightful way to share God’s beautiful season of fall.


Jill (just one of God’s kids)

Then our mouth was filled with laughter, and our tongue with shouts of joy; then they said among the nations, “The Lord has done great things for them.” (Psalm 126:2)


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