Today in church we sang O Love That Will Not Let Me Go. It is one of those songs that often chokes me up. It seems I am often weary and often tracing rainbows. The lyrics are as follows:
O Love that will not let me go,
I rest my weary soul in thee;
I give thee back the life I owe,
That in thine ocean depths its flow
May richer, fuller be.
O light that followest all my way,
I yield my flickering torch to thee;
My heart restores its borrowed ray,
That in thy sunshine’s blaze its day
May brighter, fairer be.
O Joy that seekest me through pain,
I cannot close my heart to thee;
I trace the rainbow through the rain,
And feel the promise is not vain,
That morn shall tearless be.
O Cross that liftest up my head,
I dare not ask to fly from thee;
I lay in dust life’s glory dead,
And from the ground there blossoms red
Life that shall endless be.
I was thinking about this song as I was driving home and visualizing tracing rainbows and it reminded me of a conversation with a friend. Her son, who has dyslexia, traces his numbers to make sure he knows what they are. He traces them and it plants it firm in his mind what the number really is.
Tracing rainbows is like this. I get weary, my light starts flickering, my heart wants to close, my head falters. Then I trace that rainbow through the rain, and remind myself of all God's promises, cast out the lies, and remind myself of the basics. I trace that rainbow and see what is real even if some of it is yet to come...
