Today was one of the most odd days of “Spring weather” I’ve experienced in a long time. I woke up early (5:20am) and was surprised when I took Georgie outside for “Morning Potty,” that it was a comfortable 65 degrees with little to no breeze. An hour later I’m getting ready and hear what sounds like a train hit my house. Almost simultaneously, the weather lady on TV says, “Racine is showing gusts of 40+mph.” Sure enough, when taking Georgie out for a second and final “Morning Potty” before work, my phone stated 49 degrees and wind, wind, wind.
The weather only continued to be crazy throughout the day. In addition to the winds and temperature swings, there was odd misting, rain, and eventually bright sun and 75 degree weather around 3:00pm. In the end, the day was perfect. But who’d have known given all the “crazy” that came beforehand?
Did you see the rainbow in the sky today? It didn’t occur at 3:00pm (when things were finally bright and cheery). I actually saw it during our “second morning potty” outing, during the mist, 40+ mile per hour gusts, and 49 degree weather.
In the very first book of the Bible, God uses the rainbow as a sign, or promise to Noah and his family. For those of you who have forgotten the story of Noah, Genesis tells us that due to the great sinfulness of mankind, God sent a flood to destroy all living things on Earth with the exception of Noah and his family (as well as two of every animal kind that could fit) in his massive wooden ark. After quite some time floating around, Noah and his family finally departed the ark on to what must have looked like a pretty scary scene. I mean, the entire Earth had been flooded. All people, civilizations… just… gone. Sure, there was now green grass (or greenery of some kind, as Genesis 8:11 tells us a dove brought Noah back an olive leaf before he and his family departed the ark), but I can’t imagine after that kind of flooding things would be “back to normal nature-wise.”
So there was some level of greenery. Probably not much else. Noah, his family, the animals…. and the rainbow. It wasn’t a “happy ending.” Sure, Noah and his family were likely super pumped to be getting off that huge boat they’d been on for over a year, but so much work, endless challenges, and new trails were bound to lay ahead.
Genesis 9: 12-16 states,
“12 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: 13 I have set my rainbow in the clouds, and it will be the sign of the covenant between me and the earth.14 Whenever I bring clouds over the earth and the rainbow appears in the clouds, 15 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. 16 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.”
The rainbow was/is a sign of God’s promise. Its often hard to trust promises from those around us. Promises from even those who love us most can be broken. Heck! Putting trust in people as “trustworthy” as a doctor can sometimes leave us feeling broken and burned when things go awry. But God’s promises are always secure. We can trust solidly in His words. God promises to never leave us, or forsake us. He promises to meet all of our needs, and always answer our prayers according to His will. This isn’t always easy to understand, especially when we are in the middle of hardship, pain, or suffering. But God’s promises are always there waiting for us, even when life is at it’s darkest. Or even when you’re just somewhere in the middle.
In the (in)fertility world, a child born after a miscarriage is often called a “rainbow baby.” I don’t have this little boy in my arms yet, but the promise that God is and always will answer my prayers for a child according to His will was something I pondered today when I saw the rainbow in the sky. I hope this child will be the answer to my prayers. I’m (mostly) confident that he will be. But I’m even more confident that God will be there for me no matter the outcome of the next several weeks.
I saw a rainbow in the sky another morning as well. The morning I found out I was pregnant with our first (later miscarried) child, there was a rainbow in the sky as I was walking in to the hospital for an official blood pregnancy test. I was terrified that morning because I was not supposed to be pregnant. The previous two mornings I had taken fertility drugs under the poor direction of my doctor (a BIG “no no” if you are already pregnant as this can cause miscarriage) before finally taking a pregnancy test that morning at home.
That rainbow, like all others, reminded me of God’s promise as well. But it did not guarantee me that child in my arms. Rainbows are not lucky charms. They do not mean/result in instant gratification. Strong gusts of wind can come out of “nowhere” and blow away what you thought was “65 degrees of beauty.” They are, however, a promise of God’s love, His constant presence, and continual care during a life filled with challenges, trials, and heartbreak. And God’s promises are better than you could ever imagine (just as 75 degrees and sunny was better than the 65 I missed so dearly when the 40 mph gusts brought the rain and cold).
I still don’t have this little man in my arms, but we are getting closer. And this week was exciting. Tonight we had our second and final “Peek-a-boo” ultrasound and got to see some chubby-cheeked moving images of Baby Seags in 4D (SO COOL!). Of course, this little guy had to continue to lay in the breech position (with his legs and/or hand covering his face much of the time) so the pictures we got were not THE BEST ever taken. But I don’t care at all. We saw him moving around, open his eyes, swallow (seriously… with tongue pumping and everything! The speech path in me was ECSTATIC!), stick out his tongue, and suck on his fingers. Furthermore, the technician guessed (based on 2D images she took) that he likely has some hair on that little noggin of his. She also gave me her “unofficial prediction” that he likely weighs about 3lbs already, as he is measuring (in her experience) more like 29w4d than 28w4d. SCORE! (The more he weighs, the less guilty I feel about that quickly increasing number on the scale). Anyway… wanna see some cute pictures?!?!
While all these pictures warm my heart in ways words can not easily describe, I still have to say my favorite picture of the week came from one of my students in my Phonological Classroom. Yesterday during “Free Choice Play,” this little man decided he wanted to draw some pictures at the art center. Below is what he drew:
Do you see it?
I mean… come on!!! Cue the water works!
Promises, Pictures, (and for me, tomorrow, “Pancakes” at Racine’s annual “Pancake Day.” Yummmmm…. Wish it were RIGHT NOW!).
Strength for today, and Bright Hope for Tomorrow. Blessings all Mine…