Don’t Rain On My Parade

“Life’s candy and the sun’s a ball of butter/Don’t bring around a cloud/to rain on my parade.” So sang Barbra Streisand on her hit recording of several years ago: “Don’t Rain on My Parade.” But I think the old Mills Brothers were closer to the truth several decades ago when they were singing “Into Each Life Some Rain Must Fall.” Of course we want to live under fair, sunny skies. We don’t want to have to face crises and emergencies: sickness, pain, suffering, broken relationships and ultimately death. We want to sing, “Don’t Rain on My Parade!” And yet, even while we’re singing, the storm clouds gather, the rain begins to fall, and the sickness comes, or the death of…