When I was a kid I sang Kermit’s theme song a thousand times or more.  I guess it’s like the old school version of my little one singing “Let It Go” now.  I apologize that the picture does not look more spectacular, but I do not edit my photos for color.  This is the first time I considered it and I thought to myself no; that is the way it was.  Actually it looked more vibrant in person but this is how it came through on my iPhone.  The more I studied it the more I came to see it is fraught with meaning.  The sky behind it is grey and its colors appear faint when in reality all of the hues could be seen quite definitively.  When I do see rainbows I am always reminded of God’s promises.  I wonder how many times I have not appreciated them more by glimpsing through my own inferior lens.  Sometimes we are too overshadowed by the grey to see them.  Sometimes we do not view them closely enough.  Sometimes we do not gaze heavenward and miss them.  I think of rainbows as our ephemeral connection with God on earth which we have the ability to see; the key is to watch for them.  God gives us rainbows all the time and we are either too busy to notice His promises or perhaps lack the faith to believe in them.  Out of a downpour last night God gave us this.  English writer G. K. Chesterton once said:

“And when it rains on your parade, look up rather than down.  Without the rain, there would be no rainbow.”

I want to have eyes that are open for God’s promises, even when life is full of dark clouds, thunder, lightening, and rain.  I know this, too shall pass and, if I stay faithful and keep looking up I will see it:  the rainbow connection.