Another outstandlingly bright rainbow appeared over my garden this week. I put down my work and just reveled in its beauty for a while. After the three that showed up on the same day, (here) it was another over-the-top reminder of the keeper of promises.
We don’t need to give up our day jobs and permanently park at signs of beauty or grieve when they fade though. Signs point to something greater than themselves.
I heard a new musician lately -well, new to me. It seems a lot of worship groups are comprised of attractive, energetic young people with strong, healthy bodies, thick shiny hair and impressive orthodontic work. I appreciate a praise band made up of members who look like they’ve been around the block. There’s an authority there. Some young people get it, but usually only time spent in the trenches gives a singer/songwriter the right to sing about endurance and promises kept. I had been listening to Bob Book’s song, Relentless, when the rainbow showed up.
Sometimes I find myself down in the valley
And the shadow is hanging so low.
I can’t see my way to tomorrow.
There’s something I know:
There’s a deeper magic ,
There’s a higher truth than these eyes of flesh can see
And I’m holding on,
My hand in Yours,
You are the greater reality.
Unendingly patient to the questions we find.
Even the bad can work for the good.
even when You’re misunderstood.
In a world where nothing seems certain
Your love is relentless.
Oh my God, You’re relentless!
-Bob Book from Relentless, from the album A Divine Conversation