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I'm sorry, but this 'Wordless Wednesday' post deserves a little explanation, so here goes.
On February 16, 2008 my husband's oldest sister, Myra, passed away after a sudden illness.
My husband had been in Alabama for several days, but came home that evening, spent one night at home and we drove back down on Sunday afternoon so we could be at the funeral home for visitation that night.
All that day there had been severe thunderstorm and tornado warnings, and once we checked into our motel room the siren began, and we heard them many times over the next few hours.
But although the all clear was sounded, the skies continued to look ominous!
The small Alabama town where we were was okay, but we kept hearing of storms around northern Georgia, so while at the funeral home I went outside to call my parents and make sure they were okay.
As I went out the front door of the building, I noticed the southwestern sky. The clouds were
parting and the setting sun was forcing it's rays through the opening in the heavy cloud cover. It was so remarkable! In my minds eye, I half expected to see Jesus standing in those clouds, with the sun's rays illuminating Him!
I went inside and got my husband and brought him out to see it. Of course I always have my small Canon camera in my purse, so I took these two pictures.
What I didn't know until later was that on the back side of the funeral home, facing north, there was a magnificent double rainbow. Our niece and her husband and their friends had seen that gorgeous display.
No matter which sight any of us saw, we all felt we'd received a gift - a gift of knowing that life goes on, and that everything would be okay.
If she were still with us, today would have been Myra's 61st birthday,
and this post is dedicated to her memory.
God Bless You All!
