A rainbow

I just have to tell this little story that happened on my way to work.  I decided to drive DH’s van because my little old Mazda was running rough. His/now my van is almost like new, we bought it in 2000 I think and it was about a year old. It only has 31,??? miles on it. I love being up high. I had a van myself before and I enjoy them.  I just have to get used to it again.

Anyway, I had to stop to get some gas. As I was standing there pumping it in, I was looking north, and what do I see but a hint of a rainbow. I said to myself, is that real. I kept staring at it and yes, that’s what it was. It was a wide one not a narrow one, so the colors were more diffused. I grabbed my camera and took a couple of pictures, then drove out of there to the intersection hoping the rainbow would stay there until I could get to the other side of the street after waiting at the red light for Pete’s sake. The light turned green and I drove a little further then pulled off the road and snapped a couple more pictures.  I prayed at least one of them would come out. This is over a cemetery, which made it even more profound to me.

Now, here is an interesting tidbit. Both of DH’s paternal grandparents are buried here, and so is my step-dad.

This just makes me smile as I don’t believe in coincidences.

This was a gift from God just for me.

DH is waiting on the rainbow bridge for the wife of his youth, me.

FlowerLady Lorraine

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The soul would have no rainbow had the eyes no tears.

John Vance Cheney