There were triggers all around. I would hear a song. It would put me right back in the hospital room or the funeral. I would see friends of my son. They would bring back all the not-so-old memories. I would pass a college. That's the spot in life my son was supposed to be occupying. I would see a televeision program with a loved one who had a life-threatening program. The parallel sent my mind spinning again into the world of just 6 months ago when my son had his life in this world.But there was no song that would bring me to my knees more quickly than the Mercy Me song, I Can Only Imagine. I would stop whatever I was doing if I heard it and reflect on the events of the recent past. The same happened with Trane's song, Calling All Angels. Time would halt, immediately. When the song was over, time could start again. The two songs I had dedicated to my son's healing while he was alive I had to listen to every so often and ask why healing had not been in the cards for my son.
But, songs were the healing method for the raw pain to become soothed. Michael W. Smith's song, Healing Rain came out about 9 months after this traumatic event in my life. I couldn't get enough of it. I would turn on the radio and be disappointed if I didn't hear it. When I bought the CD of it, I could play it at will, which I did so many times.
Healing rain is coming down,
is coming nearer to this old town
Rich and poor, weak and strong,
It's bringing mercy; it won't be long.
Healing rain is coming down
It's coming closer to the lost and found.
Tears of joy and tears of shame
Are washed forever in Jesus' name.
Healing rain, it comes with fire
So let it fall and take us higher.
Healing rain, I'm not afraid
to be washed in Heaven's rain.
Lift your heads, let us return
To the mercy seat where time began
In your eyes, I see the pain.
Come soak this dry heart with healing rain.
Only you, the Son of Man
Can take a leper and let him stand.
So, lift your hands; they can be held
by someone greater, the Great I am.
Healing rain is coming down
It's coming closer to the lost and found.
Tears of joy and tears of shame
Are washed forever in Jesus' name.
Healing rain, it comes with fire
So let it fall and take us higher,
Healing rain, I'm not afraid
to be washed in Heaven's rain.
Healing is falling down, healing rain is falling down
I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid.
Healing rain is falling down.
Let it rain, let it rain.
