Yes, that teeny stream of water came through my broken gutter, the snow-melt off a slightly rusty roof. And though you can't see it in this photo, it held a beautiful, glowing-bright rainbow down the length of its stream.
But it turned out that the rainbow was only visible within a very narrow view, that if I leaned forward or backward a foot, or was higher or lower in my seat, I couldn't see it. What a little blessing to pull in to just the right spot to get that rainbow!
And of course my thoughts extended farther, to the metaphorical. And I need to preach it to myself over and over again, and usually still don't choose to look for the rainbows. But sometimes it just slaps me (sweetly) in the face, and I have to remember it: the situation can look pretty ugly, and still, STILL, if you look at it just rightly, there's a rainbow in there somewhere.
Rainbows are a reminder of a promise straight from God, of his Father-heart toward us. You can find the original story in Genesis. And you can extend His promise there to signal His faithfulness to all His promises, because even if we are faithless, He is still faithful, for He cannot deny Himself.
What a promise!
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