I went to Dover late afternoon to lead a worship conversation at Wesley College. Two hours later, as I headed back to Wilmington, I didn't know that the journey home would include a most awesome experience of grace!
As I left Dover and made my way in the five o'clock traffic onto Rt. 1, the skies opened and the rains came tumbling out. As I passed Smyrna, the sun shone brightly through the driver's side of the car causing me to put my hand up to keep it out of my eyes; and the rain continued to come down. Six or seven miles south of the Odessa toll booths, seemingly stretching from one side of Rt. 1 to the other, was the most gorgeous, gigantic rainbow that appeared to be in 48 font! It's colors were vivid and it looked as if it belonged in the entrance to Emerald City.
Arched in the sky, the colorful rainbow served as "an altar in the world," a place to experience God's grace. An ordinary day had been turned into something holy! Like Jacob at Bethel I thought to myself, "Surely the Lord was in this place and I didn't even know it!"
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