God Still Puts Rainbows In The Sky


Driving down a road I don’t normally venture down because of its multiple blind spots and twisty winding nature, I was somewhat despondent, despite the rally to move on video that I had posted on Facebook earlier that day.  Lost in thought over the election results and what it implicated about our country, I was troubled and confused. I was overcome with this overall sense of loss the entire day, questioning my role in God’s plan and my choice of president.

Had I gotten it wrong?
Had I misunderstood?

The weather wasn’t helping. Noting the rain that morning, my daughter had remarked, “The sky is crying.” Windy and ominous the day kept threatening a storm that never seemed to arrive. The sun peeked in and out of the miserable sky intermittently, bringing hope that gave way to disappointment when it disappeared. The doom and gloom emotions of people everywhere filled the air just as much as it had my social media feeds.  Mixed in were expressions of elation and satisfaction of those who felt vindicated. The weather seemed to be mimicking the entire nation, confusion and division.

Despondent-something I had not felt before.  Sad, yes, but never despondent-never hopeless.    Here I was, despondent, hopeless and alone on a stupidly contrived road that was more dangerous than useful. Wallowing in an abyss of pity I noticed a contrast of color suddenly painted against the canvas of grey. Translucent and ethereal, an arch of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet shown in the horizon.

A rainbow. Here? Now?  A rainbow?

Blinking, thinking that I had possibly… finally lost it for real, I stared ahead certain that I had been mistaken.  I had not.  It was there, faint-but there.  God’s promise to mankind shown through the darkness.

rainbow in the trees courtesy of pixabay

rainbow in the trees, courtesy of pixabay

Genesis 9:13-15 

I set my bow in the clouds to serve as a sign of the covenant between me and the earth.
When I bring clouds over the earth, and the bow appears in the clouds,
I will remember my covenant between me and you and every living creature-every mortal being-so that the waters will never again become a flood to destroy every mortal being.


The sun now shown more resplendent opening my eyes to the  beauty that surrounded me on the hazardous and desolate road.  Leaves of red, gold, green, and orange swirled all around as the colors of the rainbow seemed to descend from the heavens.  I was transported into a place of beauty and love.  The words I had spoken earlier to bolster me through the day echoed in my head, “The world didn’t end.”   It hadn’t.  We’re still here, the sun still shines, rain will still fall, and

God still puts rainbows in the sky. 

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