This is the double rainbow we chased all the way to work today:
Recently my son has been riding to work with me each day...literally riding with me to work...at the same place where I work. This in itself is a small miracle (maybe even a big miracle), the fact that he has been working where I work, because I work at a church. Not that he is opposed to working in a church...he practically literally grew up in church since his father starting pastoring at his first church when our son was just 6 months old. So church is not something new or unfamiliar. But in recent years, it hasn't been a place high on his list to visit, let alone work in. And the fact that he has been pretty much unemployed over the past year except for odd jobs here and there, makes it even more amazing that he was able to start working at this church. No, he isn't a pastor or in any ministry. He is helping to renovate the Fellowship Hall...painting, cleaning, restoring equipment...anything they ask him to do that he is able to do. Wait...this IS a ministry...an important one...and I am seeing him blossom each day as he is gaining new confidence with every task completed....and completed well.
And a lot of our conversations have been about the work he is doing, and the pride that he is taking in what he is doing. And the positive things I see coming out of this...little ways that he is changing and growing. God is at work here. There is no doubt about it.
Have our conversations been particularly spiritual? No. Not really. And yet, yes, really. Today's rainbow was a symbol of the promise of God in his life being fulfilled...hope being restored. Hope being restored in me as well. Prayers being answered. One day at a time. One rainbow at a time. Every day has been a gift.