Beauty in the Midst of Pain.

Once again, yesterday was one of those damp, chilly, gray, rainy, days. If you are a fibromite you can empathize with the pain and stiffness I was feeling. I spent most of my day laying on my sofa, dozing in and out, and doing what I needed to do, and not much else.
My 11 year old son had been down the street where most of the kids hang out, under his friends porch roof, or at the playground inside one of those plastic tunnels. Obviously, when he got home, after riding his bike in the rain, he was soaking wet. He came running in the house all excited for us to come outside "quick", "There's a rainbow, and it starts right in the park across the street!!". He was so excited, there was no way I could ignore him and not go out to see it, I have no regrets for doing so. As a matter of fact, I am glad I went out to see it. It was one of the biggest, clearest, most beautiful rainbows that I have seen in a very long time.
It was very wide, all of it's colors very clear and distinct. It arched over the house next door, and it did look like it started in the woods of the park across the street. My son and I were talking about the colors being so clear, so I taught him the ROY G. BIV acronym for remembering the colors of a rainbow. Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Indigo, Violet. This was the perfect rainbow to show him this since the colors were so clear and distinct. Not only did it give me a few minutes of quality time with my son, but it also reminded me of something else. The story of Noah's Ark in the Bible.
In the Bible, God created the Rainbow to represent the covenant he made with Noah. After the 40 days and 40 nights of rain that wiped out every living thing on earth, except the people and creatures on the Ark, God promised Noah that never again would he punish the human race in this way. To seal the covenant, God produced a beautiful rainbow and told Noah to pass this on to his people, that this is the symbol of the promise he had made.
It reminded me, that no matter how bad I am feeling, God is always there with some sign of  beauty to remind me that he is with me and he will give me the strength I need to get through anything. I remembered the sign that he gave to Noah, that he would not make the human race suffer in that way again. I believe, he also sent this sign as a way for us to remember his presence in our lives. How else could something so beautiful come from such a miserable dreary day.
Thank you God for that moment of beauty that took me out of myself and offered me the opportunity to be with my son, sharing your promise.

Soft Hugs to All,
Laurie D.