Last month, on a very cloudy and overcast day, I drove to my favorite beach, where the music of the crashing waves always makes my heart smile.

As I sat in my trusty, old beach chair, I marveled at how beautiful God’s majesty was, even through the blur of haze and fog.

As I looked out over the murky seascape, I noticed something forming in the sky… another cloud? What was it? I blinked my eyes and kept them focused overhead. A large, white, cloudy form continued to grow, until it stretched from one end of the ocean to the other.

I kept blinking in disbelief. Was it a rainbow? A white rainbow? I’ve never heard of such a thing, let alone seen one. But here it was, right in front of me.

I pulled my iPhone out and snapped a picture, grateful I did, because it was gone in ten minutes.

I left the beach, shaking my head in wonderment at this unexpected surprise.

When I arrived home, I emailed a Boston television meteorologist, who told me I had indeed seen a white rainbow, or a fogbow, only seen when conditions are perfect.

My world has been far from perfect lately. It hasn’t felt bright or colorful at all. But that doesn’t mean I can’t see rainbows. I learned that today.

Samuel Taylor Coleridge said rainbows are made up of “tears and light”. I’m sure my tears were in that white rainbow today.

Maya Angelou wrote, “God puts rainbows in the clouds so that each of us- in the darkest and most dreaded moments- can see the possibility of hope.”

May we all keep looking up. God may have a wonderful surprise in store for us today!