The thing to do, it seems to me, is to prepare yourself so you can be a rainbow in somebody else’s cloud. Somebody who may not look like you. May not call God the same name you call God – if they call God at all. I may not dance your dances or speak your language. But be a blessing to somebody. That’s what I think.
Maya Angelou
Earlier this evening a summer rainstorm came through. Right behind it was Brother Sun. Sun plus rain usually equals rainbow so I grabbed my camera and dashed outside. Sure enough, Brother Sun was shining through the droplets of rain and behold – A rainbow.
I was reminded of Maya Angelou’s quote about being a rainbow in somebody else’s cloud. How are you a rainbow in another person’s cloud? How do you feel about others who call God by a different name? How do you feel about others who may not call on God at all? Can you embrace the different, accept the marginalized, remain civil to someone with whom you disagree politically? How have you loved today? How were you a rainbow in another person’s cloud?
Blessings,
Christy