With papers scattered all over the place and streaks of bright ink covering little hands and feet, we tried our best to do schoolwork from home. As we sat surrounding our white wooden table, we read the first task of the day:
Writing prompt #1, “One day I saw a rainbow…”
As the sound of rain echoed through old single-pane windows, we sat together and wrote about rainbows. From the end of the pen my seven-year-old Smith poured out his little heart into words,
“One day I saw a rainbow in my backyard.
My dad threw my brother Brave in the sky.
My mama took a picture.”
And all I could think was I’m so glad mama took a picture. With three busy boys surrounding me on all sides I pulled out my phone and scrolled back a few years to find the old photo we loved. And we all smiled big at our Brave boy flying high through the air as a rainbow arched over the clouds, his daddy standing right below with arms stretched wide to catch him.
In a time where the sky feels grey and everything is in disarray as the world tucks away for a while may we look for the rainbow and remember the promise it keeps. The bright vibrant colors shine radiant shades of hope, of love, of peace.
As the chaos fights for our attention, as the news fills our minds with fear, as the world sits and waits in anticipation may we look up and remember that peace is a promise He keeps even here.
O Love, that wilt not let me go,
I rest my weary soul in Thee;
I give Thee back the life I owe,
That in Thine ocean depths its flow
May richer, fuller be.
O Light, that followest all my way,
I yield my flickering torch to Thee;
My heart restores its borrowed ray,
That in Thy sunshine’s blaze its day
May brighter, fairer be.
O Joy, that seekest me through pain,
I cannot close my heart to Thee;
I trace the rainbow through the rain,
And feel the promise is not vain
That morn shall tearless be.
O Cross, that liftest up my head,
I dare not ask to fly from Thee;
I lay in dust life’s glory dead,
And from the ground there blossoms red
Life that shall endless be.
In it together,