He was wrong. Again.
On Sunday we had a rumbling thunderstorm go through. Grace and Tucker decided to make an ice cream run. My phone rang.
"Mom, you have to look. It's a double rainbow that goes all the way across the sky," Grace said.
From my front porch, I could only see portions of the rainbow.
I guess I was too close to it and the trees were in the way. I went from the front porch to the back yard taking photos of pieces of the rainbow.
Our neighbors were just pulling in from a trip to Wisconsin. They said they followed the rainbow home, getting closer and closer until they felt like they could grab it.
I thought maybe it was a gentle reminder from God, not the one who encourages people to protest with signs that say: "God hates_____ (fill in the blank)." But a God who promised:
And the bow shall be in the cloud; and I will look upon it that I may remember the everlasting covenant between God and every living creature of all flesh that is upon the earth.