How I know the rainbows over Buckingham Palace were a gift from God.
By Megan Cornwell10 September 2022It’s funny how rainbows – a sign of God’s goodness – seem to appear when we need
them most, says Megan Cornwell
A collective exclamation rose up from Christians on social media when photos were posted
of the rainbow – and then double rainbow – that appeared over Buckingham Palace as
the death of Queen Elizabeth was announced last Thursday.
It was matched by an almost-audible sigh of contempt from atheists and others:
Superstitious twaddle. Nothing more than meteorological phenomena. A mere coincidence.
Funnily enough I had been thinking about rainbows earlier in the week, after reading
a moving article by Dami Okeke, one of my colleagues at Premier, who lost her baby
last year. I was struck by the hope which faith had brought to her during a time of
searing loss.
She described one particular moment, shortly after leaving the hospital with empty
arms and an aching soul: “I was with some ladies from church in our living room
when somebody asked: ‘Is that a rainbow in the sky?’ We opened the curtains and over
our balcony was this beautiful rainbow, clear as day. We took a picture of it, and I held
on to that. I felt God was saying that we would have our rainbow baby. He would restore.”
What Dami went through was a deep valley experience, and when I read her story I was
reminded of my own dark night of the soul at the start of the pandemic, when I caught
Covid and faced hospitalisation. God was with me through the ordeal, but on the final
day of isolation, when I was coming to terms with all that had happened, my husband
urged me to look out of the window. There in the sky was a bright, bold rainbow smiling
down at us. Like Dami, I felt a wave of reassurance; a sense of God’s presence.
GOD’S PROMISES
It’s funny, because I don’t see rainbows very often. In fact, I can probably count the
number of times on both hands. When one appears, luminescent and brilliant, it usually
evokes a feeling of joy – and it also provides a good teaching opportunity with my
children. Are you ready for the Sunday School lesson?
A rainbow first appears in scripture towards the end of the story of the worldwide
flood in Genesis 9. As a result of the continual evil and wickedness of mankind, God
sent rain to fall for 40 days and nights, which covered the Earth. Only Noah and his
family was saved because Noah was “righteous” in God’s sight. He was obedient when
God asked him to build an ark, and so he, along with his relatives and animals,
survived the deluge.
When the rain eventually stopped and the water receded, God put a “sign” in the
sky that would be a reminder of his covenant “for all generations to come” –
a rainbow. “Whenever I bring clouds over the earth and the rainbow appears in
the clouds, I will remember my covenant between me and you and all living creatures
of every kind”, God promised (Genesis 9:14).
COINCIDENCES
While rainbows have great biblical significance, they do not constitute scientific
proof that God is with us. Yet somehow, something resonates deep within us when we see one,
especially if it is during a period of particular challenge or adversity.
Some would say that’s because our primitive minds search for patterns – where there are
none – to make sense of our world and to create meaning. It’s the equivalent of a
spiritual Rorschach test, where what we see says more about our psyche and
subconscious than it does about reality or the existence of God.
While this may well be the case, what niggles is this: the timing. When I saw that
rainbow in the sky above my house, it was smack at the end of ten days of isolation.
Ten days in which I wondered whether I would live or die. God brought me through
that awful time, and when that rainbow appeared it felt significant and comforting.
That was more than two years ago now and I haven’t seen a rainbow since – until
Thursday. When those rainbows appeared above Buckingham Palace just as the
Queen’s death was announced, even the most cynical among us had to admit that the
timing was unusual.
Nevertheless, I still find it difficult to categorically say: my rainbow was a sign from
God. The sceptical side of my brain tells me it was simply sunlight reflecting on
raindrops, and I just happened to notice the beautiful effect at that particular moment.
The spiritual side of me suspects that while perhaps not a sign, then almost certainly a gift.
I believe that’s why, when those two multi-coloured arches materialised through the
grey and drizzle as the world fell into mutual mourning, many of God’s people shared
a moment of collective recognition: for one of our own was now in the presence of her king.
What a gift.
Megan Cornwell is deputy editor of Premier Christianity magazine. She previously worked at the Guardian and The Tablet. When she's not writing and editing features or interviewing well-known Christians she can be found scrambling around the floor with her one-year-old and pretending to be a puppy with her five-year-old. She loves all things faith, ethics and journalism, and her tea strong, with lots of milk.
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