So today i was telling my husband about a play i was in many years ago.
I played the character Pink and sang and acted and wore a tutu. The other characters were Green, (the hero) Violet (the villain) Yellow (the victim) and so on.
There was trouble in colorland and whenever she could, Pink would wipe someone's tears or encourage the faint-hearted.
The play's director told us that every character you play, would stay with you for the rest of your life. I'm glad that Pink was such a lovable character to play. I cannot deny that i do have an affinity for the color pink, that is after white.
But what is the point of all this reminiscing? It's the prism I guess. I looked out of our balcony and saw this.
Life gives you a character to play all your life. But the play is not yet written until the very end. You won't know what happens in the end just like a whodunit mystery.
Every so often we think that we know all our lines and how it will all end. And then... voila... A plot twist!
So as i look at the rainbow, i remember pestering God with all my what if's. And all He says is "Put out into the deep."
Well a year later, I can see that the deep is where I was meant to be. All His promises have come true and there is more to come! God is full of surprises and He has a rainbow for each and every one of us.