It was early in the evening that hot July day when we were sitting in the
car visiting, actually doing very little visiting, as we were enthralled with
the ting-ping, ting-ping of the gentle raindrops hitting then roof of the car.
The many people walking up and down the crowded street could be seen
scurrying to open the umbrella they carried as the rain came down faster.
the gentle patter on the roof began sounding louder. The fat droplets, that landed on the hood of the Chrysler, spattered and ran away to join the
other droplets that were racing to see which could make it to the parched
Suddenly a piercing crack shrieked thru the air. The sound was so loud
you would think people all over the world heard it. The aftermath of that rumble kept up for seconds before it was quiet; shortly a long zap of light looking like large Zís , caused by a discharge of atmospheric electricity from one cloud to another, lit up the darkening sky.
Just when we thought the displays couldnít get any better the clouds parted
like a scroll allowing the setting sun to reveal an arc of colors. The rainbow of red, yellow, green, purple and blue stretched across the horizon reminding us once again of Godís promise to never flood the whole earth again. Our God does reign.