A few weeks ago Teresa and I were headed down to Huntington to visit her dad (we go at least once a month to visit and work on projects he has). The weather was wet (we have had an abundance of rain this year- hurrah for desert rain) so we were taking our time. Just south of Price, heading toward Huntington, we witnessed a rainbow like we have never seen before. With wipers making their crazy "back and forth" to keep the rain clear, we were dazzled by the size and clarity of this celestial vista. Both of us were enthralled by the experience (it was a full rainbow as well so we could look back and see the other end on the other side of Price) and kept commenting how cool it was.
But as we came to the edge of town, there was a sight that seemed even more impossible to believe.
We have both seen full rainbows in our lives -- we have experienced bright colors in the sky -- and there have even been times when a double arc was spread before our view! But this was one vista we had never encountered.
You know how the legend is that if you can find the end of the rainbow you will discover a 'pot-of-gold'?
Well, we found it!!
We could, literally, see the place where the rainbow touched the ground.
We were both stunned to silence. So much so that it was necessary to stop the car and gather our wits about us.
(I have to admit that there was a brief moment when I seriously considered jumping out and running to the point where the rainbow and earth connected -- just to be sure there wasn't anything waiting to be found).
For several minutes, we sat in the rain in awe of the spectacular scene before us. We had no desire to leave such a magnificent miracle so we mumbled excuses for staying a moment longer.
Eventually it was time to go on.
But even today, weeks later, we feel a special wonder as look back on that trip to Huntington.
You would think, after many decades on this planet and having traveled to exotic places of great beauty, one little trick of light would not make such a huge impression on two mortal souls. Yet, we felt very blessed to be witnesses to one of the great visions of mortality (and a little bit of heaven).
This is not something that will be easily forgotten. We are all a little more "touched by the Hand of God" for these kinds of events.
It is the little "tender mercies" that remind us how wonderful mortal life is and how much we can experience joy - even in simple things we find.
This first photo was about a mile away |
This is where we stopped and were tempted to run across the field. Sure hope there WASN'T gold over there!! |
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