"Oh my!" came Susan's cry from the front room. I could tell from her tone it was something wonderful. It was 7:00 on Saturday morning and one of the first full weekend's lay out in front of us. I was intending to sleep in. But her call pulled me to the living room on the west end of our flat, and there, stretched over the entire sky was a full rainbow. The sun was just rising, and cutting under the clouds, turned millions of droplets into prisms of light. My heart soared.
I'm not sure why my body responds this way to beauty. Perhaps my eyes trigger endorphins? Or could it be the cascade of associations with rainbows, or the story of God's covenant of hope after the flood. I ran for my camera, knowing this bow was ephemeral. And of course my "camera mind" was now looking at the all the wires! What a metaphor for our lives now, I thought. Wired we are, and looking through all this maze for rainbows.