Rainbow's End

My day yesterday was quite busy after service. I zipped from one place to another trying to get things taken care of. I then went to pick up my daughter who had gone home with a friend. While there it begin to rain, even as the sun shone brightly. As my husband stepped out the back door to go to the car, he told us to come look at the rainbow. I stood behind the house amazed at how bright it was. Never had I seen the colors so bright and beautiful and bold! My husband walked towards the car and as he walked around the end of the house he exclaimed, “I can see the end of the rainbow!” 

Having absolutely no idea what he meant (cause we all know you can’t see the end of a rainbow) I walked around the end of the house and stopped in amazement. There, in the field across the road, was the end of the rainbow. I can’t explain to you how beautiful this was. The end of the rainbow touched down in the field. The trees lining the field behind the rainbow were tinged with its colors.

What beauty!
What magnificence!
What art!

I called out to the children to run to the end of the rainbow. I wanted to know, if I stood in the midst of it, would I see the colors? 

We didn’t make it to the field before the rainbow began to move. Yes, it moved. I watched as the end of the rainbow retreated before us and moved through the forest. Again, I was amazed. Not only can you see the end of a rainbow, but you can also watch it move across the ground!!