Going up Loch Lomond in Scotland, one morning, in a small steamer that plied there, we saw a pretty sight. The sun was shining brightly, but the wind was blowing in very strong, fitful gusts that laid our vessel over on its side, till one paddle was buried in the water, while the other was out of it. It was dangerous, and the engines had to stop till the vessel was righted again. The water was dashed against the boat and whirled high in the air, like ringlets; and the sun shining on them made every ring a small rainbow.
It was not the beauty of the scene that riveted me, nor the danger we were in. It was the Scripture I had been reading, Gen. 9:12-17, “I do set my bow in the cloud,” v. 13, “And the bow shall be in the cloud,” v. 14. The rainbow is the pledge that God gives of His everlasting covenant with the earth; but I thought that morning of the pledge to me, as being in Christ, of His sure and everlasting protection and blessing. A. F.
ML 03/18/1900