They say that in every sunset there is a rainbow. I looked up the science behind this and found several very complex explanations, explanations that don’t make much sense to the general public. Meteorologists understand the phenomenon. I just understand the sheer, magical beauty.
It’s better that way, because I can marvel at yet another of God’s astounding miracles. I can view the image of a divine portrait painting the sky in color, and give thanks to a creative God.
This is the same God who hears our every prayer and listens when we speak of our concerns. This is the same God that holds us close when we are troubled and reminds us again and again of the grace that restores our hope.
I’ll be on the lookout for the rainbow in the next sunset.