We Are Actually promises
Recently, one morning I was driving up the Cajon Pass on the 15 freeway from Rancho Cucamonga towards Apple Valley, California. I was on my way to a Spiritual conference to learn more about discerning good and evil in every area of life. It was raining and I saw a rainbow as I rose on the mountain road above the clouds.
The rainbow always reminds me of God’s promises in Scripture. He promises that He will never destroy everything on the earth with water again, as in the flood of Noah. God promises He will never leave or forsake me. He will teach me how to love myself, others, and Himself. God promises me Jesus and Holy Spirit. And the list goes on.
I watched the rainbow as I joyfully remembered the special things God has done for me when I realized I was getting closer to the rainbow and it was getting bigger and bigger. The road curved back and forth and the closer I got to the end of the rainbow the brighter and more vibrant the colors became. I thought of the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow in Irish tradition and realized that usually, the rainbow moves; it doesn’t get bigger. That’s the trick of the tradition; you can never get to the end to find the gold.
My heart leaped as I drove closer to the end of the rainbow and I suddenly entered the most vibrant rainbow cloud. The violet sparkled as I passed through the colorful mist and I couldn’t hold back the tears.
Just then, the revelation came: “I” was the gold at the end of the rainbow. I was the promise. In fact, we are “promises” here on earth bringing Heaven down (like earth as it is in Heaven…). We are to learn, grow, and mature to be a promise to others.
God is so good.