Inspired by the response of the Rainbow Warrior I thought again about what rainbows mean to me. When I turned 25 I traveled to Hawaii. There I was told that without rain there can be no rainbows. Now I find that anytime I know it’s been raining and the sun appears I look for them.
Never has there been a more important rainbow than there was for me in Belize. My husband and I traveled there and spent a few days on the beach and a few days at an eco resort further inland. There were storms and changing weather but not until we got to the eco resort did the rains come. Serious rains. Create a mote around our hut rains. We couldn’t really do anything but sleep and read (which is why I read Turn Right at Machu Picchu so fast). My husband was fit to be tied. He wanted to explore, to have adventure. We couldn’t go look at Mayan Ruins but we could hike around the rainforest. The waterfalls were fierce with the force of all the water.
Rain, rain, rain.
During the bumpy ride back to Belize City and ultimately home I looked out the window and saw a rainbow. It struck me that rainbows represent promise. The promise from God to Noah is that God would not flood the earth as he had. After the rains in Belize, a tropical depression we later found out, I took comfort and smiled at that rainbow. We were promised that we would not be overcome, we would not be destroyed, and we would not be forced to start over to that extent. Rainbows are the promise that we are not alone.
What do rainbows represent to you in your life?