Last night there were some thunderstorms in the area. We were spared the worst of the lightning but boy howdy did we have some heavy downpours. I think even my minimalist husband would have called a couple of them torrential downpours. Sitting here at my desk during one I couldn’t see past the overhang of the front walk. Later, when they were over the sky was gloomy and over cast still so no one thought to look for a rainbow. Suddenly, like a promise fulfilled the sun came out and there was not only a rainbow but we could see both ends of it shining brightly like a newly minted coin. When I went outdoors to take a picture, faintly, very faintly next to one end of the rainbow glimmered the image of another, as if it was valliantly trying to immitate the first. There in the picture, behind the house I managed to catch the faint glow of the second rainbow.
The rainbow is a sign in the sky of God’s promise that he would never again destroy the earth by flood again. Between my husband and I a rainbow after a storm is a promise also. It is a promise of his abiding love for me and his protection of me against danger, real and imagined. Though the man cannot understand being afraid of anything unreasonable as lightning (something that I fear), he doesn’t question it but provides me with his love, comfort, and protection during the worst fears of my life. When the rainbow comes after a storm he points to it and reminds me that he loves me too, just as God does. He has even been known to call me from work to remind me to look for the rainbow so that I will remember that even from a distance, just as with God, he is loving me as no one else does.
Last night there were some thunderstorms in the area. We were spared the worst of the lightning but boy howdy did we have some heavy downpours. I think even my minimalist husband would have called a couple of them torrential downpours. Sitting here at my desk during one I couldn’t see past the overhang of the front walk. Later, when they were over the sky was gloomy and over cast still so no one thought to look for a rainbow. Suddenly, like a promise fulfilled the sun came out and there was not only a rainbow but we could see both ends of it shining brightly like a newly minted coin. When I went outdoors to take a picture, faintly, very faintly next to one end of the rainbow glimmered the image of another, as if it was valliantly trying to immitate the first. There in the picture, behind the house I managed to catch the faint glow of the second rainbow.The rainbow is a sign in the sky of God’s promise that he would never again destroy the earth by flood again. Between my husband and I a rainbow after a storm is a promise also. It is a promise of his abiding love for me and his protection of me against danger, real and imagined. Though the man cannot understand being afraid of anything unreasonable as lightning (something that I fear), he doesn’t question it but provides me with his love, comfort, and protection during the worst fears of my life. When the rainbow comes after a storm he points to it and reminds me that he loves me too, just as God does. He has even been known to call me from work to remind me to look for the rainbow so that I will remember that even from a distance, just as with God, he is loving me as no one else does.
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Rainbows are precious, and so are God’s promises, and a husband’s love.
@ata_grandma - There is nothing more sustaining than having both.
This is beautiful! I love that you and your husband use the rainbow as a reminder of your own covenant with each other.
@saintvi - Thanks for being there.
I enjoy seeing rainbows too. There was one right after my father died and it comforted me.
That is a beautiful, mysterious picture. And I think it is really neat how you guys use the rainbow as a symbol to each other! <3
I LOVE this post. Just a few weeks back, we had a double rainbow, just as you described. Sweet of your hubby to call, and remind you.
Oh such a lovely sentiment between you and your husband. You got me all teary now!