There is something inexplicably captivating about rainbows. A couple of days ago I was privileged to see this one arcing majestically across the Vale of the White Horse:
A little later on I was in the lobby of the local cinema - surrounded by all the artificial glitz and glamour of movie-world. Without exception ,every head was turned away from the popcorn and flashing lights to gaze at the rainbow against a darkening sky from the upstairs lobby window.
Every time I see a rainbow my thoughts go back to Scottish Minister George Matheson. Ever since the age of 18, his sight had been declining. Despite the odds, he gained his degree, graduated from Glasgow University, and went on to serve as minister at parishes in Clydeside and Edinburgh. At the age of 40, his proposal for marriage was turned down as his fiancee felt that the obstacles imposed by his blindness were just too great. It was in that year that he wrote his great hymn, 'O love that wilt not let me go'. In its original version it reads 'I climb the rainbow though the rain, and see the promise is not vain - that morn shall tearless be'
Like the rainbow below, such words of faith can illuminate the darkest landscape:
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