on rainbows pt. 2

I wonder why the rainbow always shows up after the rain. Symbolically, they represent God’s promise, but they always come after the storms, hails, and drowning darknesses of life. I wonder how things would be, could be if that rainbow came before the hard parts of life. Assuredness. Companionship. God is with us. I was…

on rainbows

It’s raining here. I left the two-dollar theatre through the back doors that led to the parking lot to find a double rainbow spanned across and over the entire city. I joined fellow gawkers and tried to snap a photo as I reminded myself what a rainbow symbolizes. Back in Uganda, my first day in…

on forgetting what’s good

I know what’s best, I just might not always remind myself of it.

on these days becoming those days

These days become those days and we must chance joy in knowing they are part of our story.

on “help, thanks, wow;” a prayer

My prayer of help and thanks on hard days; and my exclamation of “wow, God.”

I’m trying very hard to be good

“you do not have to be good”