August 1-4, 2019
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I have long loved rainbows. In junior high, I didn’t have a rainbow phase. I had a rainbow craze. If there was not rainbow upon it, I wouldn’t wear, sleep under it, write in it or with it. Whenever rainbow’s tint and tone was overlain upon skies blue, I would lay beneath it (on a rainbow blanket, of course) until all the vibrant colors faded and were deposited back into Heaven’s vault. I was all about rainbows!!
Though all I own is no longer rainbow laden, I am still marveled by the mystery of a sacred scaffold,formed from diffracted water and diffused light, suspended in the span of space. A bridge that beckons us to canvas and Creator.
Before science sorted rain’s bow from a magical manifestation to matter of fact, it was seen as a suddenly sown into the fabric of formation.
Ancient peoples didn’t have the scientific understanding of the refraction and dispersion of the sun's ligh...
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