Monica Broussard

Rainbow Encounter

Rainbow Encounter


The mid-morning rain had just past. Driving down the narrow two-lane highway in a convertible Jeep the warm tropical air was blowing on our faces;  we watched the steam rise from the road in little clouds before us. The tires hit random potholes in the road, splashing water as we bounced along back toward our hotel.

Our adventurous spirit this day would prove no different, Jim had suggested we take a short cut through the foothills instead of taking the main road back to the hotel.  I felt confident with his driving ability of the four-wheel-drive Jeep to navigate the terrain, so I had agreed.

The first cut-off road through the foothills was a small rural road that had an open field on one side an incline along the side of a hill on the other. As we started to climb, two rainbows appeared to our left.

As we continued our accent we turned away from the rainbows. A few scattered houses lined the country road.  Driving just a short time we came to a road block. The road had been washed out and a sign had been posted “No Trespassing Road Closed”.

We sat for a minute contemplating whether we should take our chances it and continue forward or turn around.  Jim argued that this was why we had rented a Jeep; it was to be able to tackle terrain that a standard vehicle would not be able to navigate. “Besides,” he argued,” we would have to back-track.”

I on the other hand reminded him about the last time we had ignored a closed road sign. We were in a four wheel drive at June Lake during the winter when the snow was at its height; we almost slid into the lake numerous times and could have been stuck in below freezing temperatures for the night.

He reluctantly conceded and turned the Jeep around. Within a minute or two of back tracking the rainbow came back into view.  To our amazement, the end of one of the rainbows had planted itself right in the middle of the road.

We were both excited and amazed at the same time. Neither of us had ever heard of anyone coming in contact with the end of a rainbow.  We sat in the Jeep at a dead stop in the middle of this little country road contemplating what we should do next. We decided the best thing to do was to say a silent prayer, holding hands we rolled through it slowly.

I thanked the Lord for giving me such a blessed life. Jim said he could feel the energy as we passed through.

For the next couple years I kept asking what the significance of the rainbow might be.  I had heard the stories of when you found the end of the rainbow that was where the pot of gold sat. So I equated the experience to our pot of gold being rich inside with the life of God.  I continued to see the rainbows.

Genesis 9 13-16 " I set my bow in the cloud, and it shall be a sign of the covenant between me and the earth and the bow is seen in the clouds, I will remember my covenant which is between me and you, and every living creature of all flesh and the waters shall never again become a flood to destroy all flesh. When the bow is in the clouds, I will look upon it and remember the everlasting covenant between God and every living creature of all flesh that is upon the earth."