No one was at the marina except for those who lived on their boats. They were few. It was quiet. No radios blaring, no children shrieking and splashing.
Old Pete stood at his living room window, his arm pulling Etta, his wife of 50 years, into his embrace.
“When will it be over?” Etta said.
“Don’t know. It’ll be over when it’s over,” Pete replied.
“I miss everyone.”
“Yup. But there’s hope.”
“Hope? Where? You’ve always been a cockeyed optimist!”
“Not optimism. God’s promise. Don’t you see the rainbow?”
Etta sighed, leaning in. “Yes. Thanks, Pete.”
Just Writing! 
And at the end there will be a dove
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If Pete said that to me — pessimist that I am — I’d likely remark that rainbows promised no more floods and may not apply to any other disaster. Some of us aren’t so easily assured when we find a loophole. 😉
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I was thinking of all that as I wrote, Christine, but decided that, as a symbol of hope, the Lord wouldn’t mind my using His rainbow this way 🙂
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Certainly that’s what it was meant to be.
I have been accused of over-analyzing; hubby says I can find the grey lining in every silver cloud. 😉
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That’s a gift, Christine. Any gift can be misused, but we need people who don’t miss any of the details!
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Sometimes all you can do is hope. It’s all that’s left.
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Dear Linda,
I like the way you used the rainbow. I don’t think the Lord will mind. In fact, I suspect He inspired it.
Shalom and stay well,
Rochelle
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Aww. thanks, Rochelle 🙂
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I loved your use of the rainbow… after all, I did too 😉
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Yes, you and I are both in good company today 🙂
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Indeed! Nothing wrong with that, eh?
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I love it! I look forward to Wednesday SO much 🙂
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Me too.
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Whatever people need to hold on to for a bit of hope at this time, I don’t think anyone should argue with that.
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Thanks for the hope. Just lovely.
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You’re welcome 🙂
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Of course God always takes His time. Noah’s family were disappointed by the black bird first, before everything ultimately kicked in with the white bird. It only takes moocho patience.
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Indeed! And think how excited they must have been to see the branch in the bird’s mouth.
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Here children are drawing rainbows with chalk, on pavements, on roads! in windows, yes a message of hope for the future.
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Aw, I love that!
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You can’t have a rainbow until it has rained.
Good story
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Thanks 🙂
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In trying times, we need to find hope wherever we can.
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We do. Thanks for the comment 🙂
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❤ I'm glad they have each other. Your story is poignant yet life-affirming, that we will get through this.
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Thanks, Jade. We will. It’s not the first time we’ve thought the world was coming to an end.
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You’re welcome.
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Of hope and faith. We will need both in the coming storm.
Tracey
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As expressed by all, faith and hope. A lovely positive interpretation of the photo.
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Thanks, Trish 🙂
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I used the line “Noah’s rainbow” in my story to signal the end of the storm, though I guess technically it was God’s rainbow… There is always hope.
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Inspiring and a good reminder to hope!
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Sweet little tale, i bet when all this is over and lockdown is stopped it’ll be raining and we’ll remark “I’m not going out in this weather”
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Ha! A friend of mine, a pharmacologist, told me people really shouldn’t go outdoors at all for the next two weeks. My first thought: Right. Best weather we’ll have until fall, and we have to stay indoors? Bah! Humbug!
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Lovely to read your story about a couple who both believe in God’s promises. We’re in his hands, and he wants only the best for us.
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Thanks, Penny. I’m doing my best to stay positive through all of this–the virus, the destructive politics, the name-calling and blame-shifting. Can’t focus on that stuff!
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Yes, positive is good. I’m not watching any news and I’m listening to very little. I’m enjoying the garden, and writing, and a lot of prayer – not prayer about the situation, but prayer in which I try to get closer to Jesus. In case you’re interested, I have another blog, ‘Seeking the Light’, which you can find here https://wordpress.com/stats/insights/seeking-the-light.com
I’m reading through John’s gospel at present.
Love and blessings
Penny
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Penny, I will definitely check that out. And I happen to be blogging through the gospel of John right now: http://www.lindasbiblestudy.wordpress.com 🙂
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Penny, the link you gave comes up blank–
“This page not found”–so I went to your fiction page instead. Found a couple of your John posts there, along with you FF post for today:) I also tried just “seeking the light” and came up empty.
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Thank you, Linda. I expect I’ve made a silly mistake.
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this is a welcome treat at this time of the pandemic. well done.
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Thanks 🙂
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Sweet! I’m glad they have hope 🙂
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Hope, indeed! Very nice story.
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This is the dream. Sounds like a
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great match. Perfect for each other.
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Gotta have hope ! A good reminder 😊
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Hope springs eternal. Nice one.
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