Last night, my husband, two toddlers, and I were out and about when we saw the most gorgeous rainbow appear. Pulling off the main road to get a photo, I found it difficult to fit the large rainbow in the shot. We drove to another spot to admire the rainbow and take a few more photos. My son was loving the rainbow chase. It was the first time my daughter has consciously enjoyed a real rainbow. It was a wonderful adventure for each of us and brought me pure delight as we chased the rainbow accross the valley together.
What is it that makes rainbows so intriguing? Is it the biblical promise of no more entire earth flooding? Or is it that rebirth that comes with a spring or summer rainfall? Is it the constant reminder that our world is truly beautiful and that no matter how we try to control it’s resources and understand it’s ways, that there must be something living about our earth?
“Walk on a rainbow trail; walk on a trail of song, and all about you will be beauty. There is a way out of every dark mist, over a rainbow trail.” by Virginia Woolf
How can we not feel that happy urge creep over our souls, or be reminded that this trial or difficulty will eventually pass, when seeing a rainbow? Pure delight!