When the Sky Holds Everything

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This week, as I looked toward the horizon, a rainbow began to form in the sky, deepening its colors. Then another appeared slowly beside it. For twenty minutes or more, the rainbows brightened the sky just as the sky darkened, threatening a storm.

It’s always both—the holding of grace and possibility, and the threat that becomes more real every day.

As my friend Susan Harley shared in her post last week, “It’s been a strange week.” So, I don’t have too many words for you today, but I offer you this from Ms. Maya Angelou:

“Try to be a rainbow in someone’s cloud.”

If this little moment I shared spoke to you, I’d love to hear about the rainbows you’ve noticed—literal or metaphorical. Share your moments, and let’s celebrate the bright spots that appear even amid the clouds.