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Rainbows and Memories

July 6, 2018

A beautiful reflection, Shirley

A Pastor's Heart

The first time I saw a double rainbow was on the day my father died. I had just picked up my  son at the University of MN.  On the way home we saw a  mammoth rainbow fill the sky.  I pulled over at a shopping center to get a safer look.   Only then did I realized there were two rainbows.

A couple of weeks later I moved to the other side of the state.  Frequently, I would drive I 90 between Rochester’s Mayo Clinic and my home along the Mississippi River in Winona MN. There was a spot  on that route where every now and then, when the light would play just right after a rain, a double rainbow would appear. Each time was a gift, bringing a sense of awe, peace and a remembrance of God’s promises, a memory of God’s nearness in a day of grief.


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