The days when I feel particularly down...I try to think of my rainbow. When I was little I used to love drawing them and of course there was always a pot of gold at the end of it. And naturally because I am older I realize that pots of gold aren't laying around anywhere. But no one has never told me that something better awaits me beyond the dark clouds. There's got to be an end to the shadows and the rain. There is an opposite to all things...and in my trials I am comforted by God's Promise. The rainbow...and His Word.