One day our family was riding in the car on a partly rainy day when we saw a rainbow extending out over the ocean & seeming to end right on top of a cargo ship.
"Wow, " I wondered aloud, "Do you think the people on the ship can feel that they are in the rainbow? Do you think they can see all the colors on them?"
"Probably not," said my practical husband, "It probably looks to them like the rainbow’s end is somewhere else."
Then he & our older son went off into a conversation about light refraction, etc, but I think my younger son & I were thinking about the lucky pot of gold on the cargo ship.
I had a thought; maybe that’s what life is like. We might be standing at the end of a rainbow & not even realize it. We might be thinking that the rainbow always looks like it ends somewhere else. Maybe the lucky pot of gold has been at our feet all this time.
Maybe it’s all in
how we look at it. "Probably not," said my practical husband, "It probably looks to them like the rainbow’s end is somewhere else."
Then he & our older son went off into a conversation about light refraction, etc, but I think my younger son & I were thinking about the lucky pot of gold on the cargo ship.
I had a thought; maybe that’s what life is like. We might be standing at the end of a rainbow & not even realize it. We might be thinking that the rainbow always looks like it ends somewhere else. Maybe the lucky pot of gold has been at our feet all this time.
From Helen's Christmas Letter, 2011
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