When you forget about rainbows
We have days of rain aheadof us here, and we are trying to keep in mind that the rainbow is coming. Metaphorically,when the rain is pouring, it’s also hard to keep in mind that the rainbow iscoming. A song we used to sing often had a line about nothing comparing to thepromise of God. And the rainbow is something that reminds us of God’s promise.Today an archived post on when we forget the rainbows.
We were out of town watching our grandson’s first football game ofthe season. The afternoon had been cloud covered, and storms had rolledthrough areas around us.
Our grandson’s team won,and after congratulations, we headed south to his school to pick him up fromthe bus.
As we followed our GPSinstructions, I realized we were nearing a place which held sad memories forour family. Now, the outcome of the problem that created those sad memories hashad a marvelous resolution, but I still brace myself at the remembrances.
Coming down the road, atwinkling of a rainbow appeared on the horizon. As we neared the sadremembrance place, the rainbow grew larger. Moments later, it was as if someoneturned up the color enhancement button, and from our vantage point, the rainbowseemed to cover the city of Atlanta.
Spectacular.
I’m driving, so all thewhile, I’m saying to Jerry, “Pictures, take pictures. Are you getting this?Keep snapping.” He’s pressing the button on his phone as fast as he can go, butI’m not sure he’s really capturing what I want.
When I saw the rainbow, I remembered years ago sitting in a plane taking offfor a tour of England. My heart was heavy over a situation, and even though Godhad given me assurances, I still wondered whether God would act. But as wetopped the clouds, a rainbow appeared, and in my spirit, I heard, “Haven’t Ibeen faithful to this promise?” God reminded me that he had indeed neverflooded the whole earth again since he set his " . . . rainbow inthe clouds”(Genesis 9:13).
As I stared at the rainbow this time, I heard that same question. Yes, God has done more than I could everhave asked or thought.
In the future, when Ithink of the place I had dreaded, I won't forget the bow in the sky. God has helped meto think of that place of heartache under the arch of His wonder andfaithfulness.
If you’re facing animpossibility and despite God's assurances, you, too, wonderwhether He is hearing your cries, and whether He will reallycome through, take comfort. Say it with me: God is faithful to all hispromises.
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