Tales and prayers

THE RAINBOW

A generous spring flowed wisely near a village where people came every morning to draw  the water they needed for their daily tasks. 

A brook that ran its joyful course through the woods and valleys, graciously irrigated the fields and gardens along its way.

 A lake nestled between mountains and a pine forest attracted families, poets and painters by its beauty, its peacefulness and the depth of its waters.

A powerful river courageously carried ships and their cargoes and its rapid current churned the turbines of a dam.

With all the might of their waves, they gratefully received the gifts of their Creator and shared them freely with the creatures around them. A million stars twinkled on their surface, each of them saying "thanks". On days of dullness and drought, however, their waters became heavy with shortcomings and weaknesses.

God looked down each day upon His work with admiration.  He wanted so much for them to be happy. This is why, one fine morning, the spring, the brook, the lake and the river received the same invitation: 'II shall expect you at my place on Sunday, at the crack of dawn.” signed, your Father. 

For the occasion, they donned their most beautiful colours.

In spite of the warm greeting of the Creator, there was some uneasiness in facing the unknown, the other's différence. Invited by God to share their experiences, their dreams and even their fears and difficulties, they came to the realization that everywhere there were days filled with sunshine and storms that were, at times, quite violent.  Gradually, their differences which seemed at first to divide and even oppose them to one another, became strength and richness.  Discovering this gave them a better appreciation of their own colour.

Each one marveled at the other's beauty.  They discovered together how differ­ent, but also how similar they were. They felt the beginnings of an immense desire for communion.  Attentive to the least sign of life, they discovered within themselves a space in which the loving presence of their Father could unite them beyond their diversity. Having been ennobled and made richer by the solidarity which they had started to build, they savoured the joy of living together "in His sight and in Love".

God then went away for a moment to prepare the minutes of the meeting.  In a gesture of love, He put together the colours of His children:

yellow, the generous and wise colour of the spring,

orange, the joyful and gratuitous colour of the brook,

red, the  courageous colour of the river,

blue, the deep and peaceful colour of the lake.

He added the green of their hope and the indigo of their sharing. 

He also brushed in some purple for their sorrows and difficulties.

When He returned to them, He opened His arms and a magnificent rainbow sprang from His hands and spread before them.  They were stunned at the sight of such beauty.  Little by little, each one recognized its own colour in this arc of many hues and understood that one colour alone cannot make up a rainbow.

What was growing in them was something so strong and so great; too strong and too great to be treasured selfishly.  By common accord, God and His children made a covenant which would attest forever the bond of love that united them.

They knew that, from then on, their waters would sing forever thanksgiving to the end of the world. 

At the risk of losing everything, they had to go and share it.  This gift was also a mission.

"From every tribe, every tongue, every people and nation" God wanted to bring a large family together in peace and love.