Yesterday was a rough day. I was trying to get something specific done and get my kids and myself extracted from my parents' house after staying there for a week. Not an easy task. Especially with tired, crabby, uncooperative, feverish kids.
I was very frustrated
And then I strapped them in the car, finally, some five hours after my goal time, and drove in the rain for four hours.
Yes, I was frustrated and tired.
Then we got home--to what we are currently calling home. Our 28' 1986 travel trailer.
And daddy was here.
I began to unwind. It felt nice.
And then . . .
Rainbows continue to pop up when we are in the middle of some sort of a chaotic decision or life change and I feel my life beginning to lose the ground I once had.
A visual reminder for me over and over that it's going to be okay.
A sign of promise. A sign of hope.
A reminder of the stability we find in our God and the faith he gives us.
Needless to say, today is much better.