Winters gray skies
Circumstances should not control the way I see the world, but I have to admit, half way through winter, the gray skies start to get to me. Not depression, though I can understand why some people get depressed in the winter time.
So this morning I was thrilled to see a Rainbow.
The colors–yellow, green, red, a little blue and violet–created a wonderful contrast to the gray clouds.
As I was marveling (while driving) I had to praise the Lord, not only for providing the contrast and the joy of color, but for His promises.
I had to wonder what the first rainbow looked like. After the Noahic flood, God promise that He would never again destroy the whole earth by water. And to remind mankind of His promise God provided the rainbow. What must that have looked like? I have rarely seen a complete rainbow–either the whole circle or full range of colors.
So in the midst of winter, I praise God for His promises and creativity. And look forward to the spring giving birth to more color.
That is awesome. I heard about it from one of my sons and wised to have seen it with my own eyes.
If you were out this morning…consider the wind…
How quickly we overlook the way the limbs of a white pine sway in unison when the wind blows…or how billowy clouds race across the sky…or the way the hawk soars into the same stiff breeze bobbing back and forth with the flick of its tail…
If we just are willing to look a little longer…even the darkest cloud…shines…