Drive Into The Rainbow

In the dream, I remember clearly standing in full presence of the universe, strange winds whipping around my body. Poised silently on the face of the earth, I looked out into the expanse of the third heaven.

I felt the hand of God; He reached out his forefinger to briefly touch my brain, so sweetly and intimately that I could not then speak nor truly explain it.

The mystical mysterious night air was a deeper blue than I have ever imagined, and the stars above the firmament sparkled joyfully and sang a song I have not heard before or since.

Before me stretched an enormous flight of stairs, rising from the planet into the heavens.

A voice, deep, resonant and yet familiar, spoke—not out loud, but as whispers in my head.

“If you want to know who I am, read what I have written.”

Much later, I awoke and, unlike other dreams, I remember this clearly, for the words are now etched in my consciousness.

For now I know.

When I read what He has written, then will I know Him.


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We were driving south when the weather turned frightening, swirling black clouds churning and twisting just above our heads.

The line between calm sky and ominous cloud was distinctly drawn; we drove into it and thus became part of the storm.

I have never seen anything like what followed the next hour. In and out of black clouds, rainbow after rainbow stretched across the horizon.

They were everywhere; every turn we took, every tree we passed shimmered with prisms of color. 


We could not escape the great shafts of light.

Usually a rainbow is so fleeting that, if you’re lucky, you grab a camera and snap a shot before it disappears.

I had my camcorder (then advanced video) and recorded much of what we saw that day, but recorded images are never like being there, especially driving into the rainbows.

The excitement that accompanies witnessing a natural phenomenon is so native and pure that it cannot be replicated. 


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Weathering the turbulent years of life, which are such a mixture of hot and cold air, sunshine and storm, tears and laughter, you have to keep your eyes open, though, to make sure you see the rainbow.


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Every so often, I am aware that God has spared me from some harm. Now and then He reaches down and silently, secretly kisses me quietly on the forehead, even if I am not paying attention, impatient person that I am. He whispers, “Stand firm.”

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 The rain bow is a bow of WAR, a covenant from God, a promise to never destroy life on the earth again with floods.

This, God’s bow of war, stretches across the sky, pointing THIS time toward heaven.

God does not break His covenants, though mankind struggles to keep any one promise from hour to hour.

As joyful or agonizing as it may be, if this life is compulsory service we ask but one thing.

Let us see the rainbow, Father, as we train for the spiritual wars that surround us.

Equip us for service just as You provided us with Your armor.

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" And God said, “This is the sign of the covenant I am making between me and you and every living creature with you, a covenant for all generations to come:

I have set my rainbow in the clouds, and it will be the sign of the covenant between me and the earth.

Whenever I bring clouds over the earth and the rainbow appears in the clouds,

I will remember my covenant between me and you and all living creatures of every kind.

Never again will the waters become a flood to destroy all life.

Whenever the rainbow appears in the clouds, I will see it and remember the everlasting covenant between God and all living creatures of every kind on the earth.”

So God said to Noah, “This is the sign of the covenant I have established between me and all life on the earth.”   Genesis 9: 12-17