Plink. Plunk. Plink-plink-plunk. Droplets of water began to splash onto the creek and Grandpa pulled his fisherman’s hat down over his ears. Becky and Chad ran for their jackets and quickly put them on.

“I didn’t think it would rain. It’s still sunny!” exclaimed Becky. “Will the fish still bite if it’s raining, Grandpa?”

“Oh, I don’t think they’ll mind,” he chuckled, “they’re all wet anyway.”

Suddenly Chad pointed behind them, “Look over there—a rainbow!” Then all three turned around and gazed at the awe-inspiring curve of colored light. The rain came down more steadily now, but the little fishing party stood their ground to stare at the wonderful sight.

Finally, Becky broke the silence. “That has to be one of the most beautiful things in the world.”

“I think you’re right,” said Grandpa. “It’s fitting that something so beautiful would have a beautiful sign as well.”

“What sign?” Chad and Becky asked together.

“The rainbow of course,” smiled Grandpa. “God told Noah that the rainbow would be a sign of the covenant between Himself and the earth, and that He would never again send a flood that would destroy all flesh. That covenant is a beautiful thing.”

Then Grandpa turned and tapped Chad’s shoulder. “You might want to see what’s pullin’ on that hook of yours.”

“Huh? Oh!” Chad turned just in time to see the red and white bobber disappear under water. He grabbed his pole and after a short struggle reeled in an amazing catch.

“Look at this,” exclaimed Grandpa, “—a rainbow trout!”

Chad thought a moment and asked, “Do you think this is a sign, too?”

Grandpa laughed, “Well, I’m not sure about that, but is does look like a sign of dinner!” And with this said, Grandpa and his two grandchildren packed up to go home for exactly that.

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Connie is the mother of 5 children and attends Hope Protestant Reformed Church in Walker, Michigan.