Faith was a new angel. She had only been in Heaven for a few days. Everything was so beautiful there, and everyone was so nice. And even though she was the newest angel she had been given a very important task. Faith was in charge of the rain. Every week on Monday and Thursday, she had to be sure that the clouds opened up and spread their raindrops all over the world. Because every so often, every living thing on earth needed rain. Faith asked one of the other angels if he could help her. "Well." said the old one, "the angel that had that job before you used to tell sad stories to the clouds, and that made them cry." But Faith was a happy little angel and she didn't know any sad tales. So she didn't think that would work. One night Faith flew up to see the man in the Moon to ask him if he knew how to make it rain. "Hmnnn," said the moon as he thought about the question. "You might try pinching the clouds to see if that would make them cry." But Faith didn't want to hurt the clouds and so she decided that wasn't a good idea. What was she to do, it hadn't rained for more than a week, and she had to think of something soon? The next morning, as the little angel was walking around Heaven, skipping from cloud to cloud, she heard someone giggling. It was the little cloud she was walking on! Faith bent down and asked the fluffy white cloud what was so funny. "It's your toes," replied the soft one, "They tickle us when you walk!" "Oh, I'm so sorry," said Faith, "I shall try to be more careful." "No, no, please don't," said the cloud, "We love to be tickled. It makes us laugh so hard we almost cry!" Well, that gave Faith an idea! She bid the cloud good-bye and went off to think. The next day was Monday, and it was raining all over the world! And there was a strange sight in Heaven! Little Faith was running and skipping and wiggling her toes across all the clouds in the sky. The clouds were giggling and laughing so hard that tears were coming to their eyes! And the tears were falling to earth and making a wonderful rain. The grass was getting greener, the trees were growing taller, the flowers were looking lovelier than ever, and all the animals had water again. The little angel named Faith had done a wonderful job and she still does it to this very day. So the next time it rains in your part of the world, just think of Faith, way up in the Heaven, tickling all the clouds with her toes. And if you hear some thunder don't be frightened. Sometimes the clouds laugh so hard it sounds like a roar, but they're really just having a lot of fun. Grandma Mary Ann's remembering Faith Angel on your shoulder and pass it along and with a little bit of Faith it will come back to you!