Did you see the glorious rainbow Monday evening? My six-year-old granddaughter yelled up to my office, “Omi, you have to look outside!” And there it was. It shimmered. It glowed. It was a glimpse of heaven. It followed a fast-moving storm which produced hail bouncing off of the sidewalks.

While there are not always rainbows following storms, we can still hope for them.

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