What when
if lightning cut through the sky, it left an indelible mark, a jagged white
scar across the heavens that served as a reminder of its violence? An
antirainbow? A reminder that trouble continues to visit this world?
The
formation of a relationship is itself an act of creation. Maybe God decided not
to create lightning’s relationship with the sky in this way merely because we
need no reminder of the existence of trouble. How queer, then, that we need
reminders of hope.
Are we
inherently pessimists? Or is it that while hope springs eternal, fear springs
the greater?
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