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+title: Some Rain Must Fall
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+The saying goes, \"Into every life some rain must fall.\" As I look back
+I would have to say very little rain has fallen into my life. When Lori
+and I began our lives together our motto was, \"We\'re so lucky!\" It
+seemed like everything was going so well in our early years together
+that we were being blessed much more than we deserved. We even
+considered etching this motto on the inside of our wedding rings.
+Everything was roses and life couldn\'t get much better.\
+\
+There have been only two times in my adult life when my sorrow was so
+great that I was reduced to bitter tears of grief. I have kept these
+times to myself. Not even Lori knows about these two times. I feel I can
+share them now because it is a part of the point I started out with.
+Only two times of overwhelming grief in 45 years of adulthood is still a
+pretty good deal.\
+\
+The first time happened in Windham. I had just returned home after
+attending the disciplinary council for Bill Chase which ended in his
+being excommunicated from the church. Normally, only high council
+members attend these meetings, but I was there as his bishop. I was so
+blind-sided by the whole situation that I was in shock. I was his bishop
+and home teacher, but had not seen this coming. I was alone in my
+bedroom thinking about the gravity of the occasion. The enormity of the
+eternal impact on so many lives overcame me to the point that I was
+consumed with grief and wept bitterly. I felt like a total failure as
+both the spiritual leader and stewardship holder over the welfare of
+these people.\
+\
+The second time happened many years later after Lori and I had moved
+back into the homestead house in Ridgefield. Getting laid off in Maine
+was a severe shock and a personal tragedy, but I held it together
+because there was so much to do to relocate from one coast to the other.
+Through the years of figuring out what I was going to do with myself, I
+just kept my head down and trudged forward. It was one of the most
+difficult challenges I had ever faced. I had to totally re-invent
+myself, at least in a worldly career sense. It was a difficult time, but
+not one filled with grief. I still had Lori at my side and a wonderful
+loving family to fall back on. I actually really enjoyed going back to
+school. I felt very fortunate that I was able to do this and not have to
+accumulate a staggering pile of debt. Then I landed my dream job with
+Hewlett Packard. This was the culmination of three years of struggle and
+effort. I finally felt like I had completed the re-invention process. I
+fully expected my life to return to the earlier state of bliss and
+roses.\
+\
+Loosing this dream job was a total devastation. My brother Tom and I
+were working at the same job site and commuted to and from work
+together. After being laid off, I had nowhere to go because Tom had
+driven his car that day. Upon hearing the bad news, he offered to take
+me home. It was a silent and sober drive home, but I held my grief in.
+Lori was not home when I arrived there and my grief finally spilled out
+in great waves of sobbing that surprised even me. Once again, my dream
+had been shattered. By the time Lori arrived home, I had recovered
+sufficiently to appear somewhat normal.\
+\
+Looking back at these times of sorrow, I can consider them with the
+perspective that comes with time. How can I deny that I have had a
+wonderful life when I can only remember two times of grief severe enough
+to cause me to weep? All the rest has been full of joy and gladness. It
+adds up to a colossal, good deal if you ask me. I wouldn\'t want to
+trade my life for anyone else\'s, no siree bob.