My brain started thinking - the newscasters were commenting that they had never seen where the rainbow touched the ground. I see that all the time. Maybe it is the difference between living in the city and in the country. What I've never been able to do is to actually get to where the rainbow is touching the ground. As I drove to work, I chased the rainbow. It stayed half a mile to a mile away. It got brighter and it started to fade.
During that time I thought: If I was in a group of eight cars and we each stopped at different location along my path and took a picture at the same exact time, would we all see the rainbows in different locations? How difficult would it be if a friend were on a four wheeler and we had two way radios to direct them to the area at the end of the rainbow? From someone else's viewpoint, did I drive under the end of the rainbow? How miraculous and wonderful of a God do we have that he could, during his creation, plan the principles of the rainbow?
As the rain falls over the large area, we see one bright and one faded splash of color. ROY G. BIV (red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet) always in the same order in a compact yet distinctive arch of color. I remember as a child, taking the garden hose and re-creating a smaller rainbow on a sunny day in the yard. Whether on the edge of a storm or purposefully created it is always a ribbon of color. Different from the aurora borealis which is a curtain of color that lights up the sky with twists and turns, the rainbow is always an arched ribbon.
Come to think of it, I've never seen any kind of kink what-so-ever in a rainbow. So there I was this morning on my way to work (to earn money) literally and figuratively chasing my rainbow looking for my pot of gold. What steps do I need to take to stop chasing the rainbows, stop looking for the pots of gold and simply receive the blessing of the brightening rainbow in the sky until the the rain rinses a blessing over me and my garden? Obviously I can't quit my job. But the mentality of chasing after the pot of gold that can be changed.
|Double Rainbow on the Move|
From this viewpoint the rainbow absorbs into the growing cornfield. To the farmer who planted it, that is his hope that the corn will be his pot of gold.
|Corn Field "Pot of Gold" :^)|