Where you go, I will go; where you live, I will live. Your people will be my people for your God is my God.

Tuesday, July 19, 2011



Saturday evening. We walk back to our apartment hand in hand from an afternoon spent painting out house.  Hunger turns in our stomachs.   It is still early, but we had seen the sky and knew rain was on its way.  Rafa looks at the dark clouds closing in on us and the bright sunlight still shinning brilliantly just a couple of blocks in front.   He says, “There is going to be a rainbow.”   We walk quickly, almost  running to bet the storm.   We begin to feel soft drops splatter across our faces.  “There it is!”  he cries with a grin.   I turn to look behind me. A rainbow gleaming in a perfect semi-circle; not one end or the other can be seen.   We hug tight and Rafa takes a couple of pictures.  How awe-striking it is to look back at the storm and see a rainbow.   A symbol of God’s ever faithful promise to mankind.  

Last week we found ourselves caught unexpectedly in the middle of a storm.  The situation, which was mostly not of our making, is almost completely resolved now, but in those moments of unknown, it seemed like an eternity.   It was a battle not to panic, not to think about the “what-ifs”, to choose to remember, and give Him thanks through it all.   Something I wrote in one of those moments:

“We are at peace because we know Who we serve.  We are His children and He is our protector.  He does not give us the grace today for what will happen tomorrow, but His mercies are new every morning and  His grace always sufficient.  In Him {alone} we live, move, and have our being.”

The same God who was with Noah all through the flood that destroyed the rest of mankind, is the same God who remained with us through the small, yet intimidating, personal storm we passed through last week.  

So, we stood there hugging in the rain, taking in the majesty of that rainbow that Saturday evening, remembering our Savior and His faithfulness  that we had seen yet again in our lives just that week.   We stood in the middle of the storm, looking at His promise; a rainbow. 

1 comment:

  1. Kat:
    The rainbow reminds us of God's promise but not his best one. In fact I can think of several better. "I will never leave you" Matt 28. Or "I will come again." John 14 or "No one will pluck them out of my hand." John 10.
    I'm sure you can think of others.
    Love you,