This morning at Mass, my little one tugged gently at my arm and whispered with wide-eyed wonder, “Look, Mommy, rainbows!”
I followed her gaze toward the stained-glass windows, where sunlight streamed through, scattering bursts of color across the pews and floor. I’ve sat in that same spot countless Sundays, watching the light filter in. But in her eyes, it wasn’t just light—it was magic. A rainbow, alive and dancing in God’s house.
Her joy stopped me in my tracks. She couldn’t look away, as if the whole world had paused just to give her this gift. I smiled at her excitement, but deep down, I felt the Lord whisper: “Do you see it too?”
Children have this remarkable way of seeing what we adults so easily miss. To her, it wasn’t ordinary sunlight. It was a rainbow, a sign of God’s beauty and love. She delighted in it fully, without question, without distraction. And in that moment, I was reminded of the very words of Jesus:
“Unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.” (Matthew 18:3)
As adults, we get weighed down—by schedules, worries, responsibilities, and burdens. Our vision becomes clouded, and we forget how to see the world with childlike awe. But children? They carry hearts that marvel. Hearts that delight in what’s simple. Hearts that trust without reservation.
That small rainbow shining across the pew reminded me of a much greater rainbow—the one God placed in the sky after the flood as His covenant with Noah: “I have set my bow in the clouds, and it shall be a sign of the covenant between me and the earth.” (Genesis 9:13)
A rainbow is more than beauty. It’s a reminder of God’s promise. A symbol of His faithfulness that spans from generation to generation. And yet, sometimes it takes a child to help us see it again.
As I watched my daughter’s joy that morning, I felt the Lord gently nudging me: “Don’t miss the beauty I place before you. Don’t let the weight of this world blind you to My nearness.”
Motherhood, especially when walking the road of special needs parenting, can often feel overwhelming. There are days of exhaustion, days of uncertainty, days when the future feels heavy. But then God, in His mercy, places little reminders—sometimes through the eyes of our children—that He is near, He is faithful, and He has not forgotten us.
That rainbow in the stained glass wasn’t just a burst of color. It was an invitation. An invitation to slow down, to wonder, to remember, and to trust.
Today, I thank God for the gift of my child, who teaches me daily to see the world differently—to notice what I would otherwise overlook. And I pray that I may never lose that childlike wonder, so that I don’t miss the quiet ways He reminds me of His love.
Prayer
Heavenly Father,
Thank You for the gift of Your promises that never fail. Help me to see the world with childlike wonder, to pause and notice the beauty You place before me each day. Give me a heart that delights in the simple, and faith that trusts in Your nearness even in the ordinary. Bless all parents walking the journey of faith and family, especially those navigating the unique road of special needs parenting. May we be strengthened by Your grace and reminded daily that You are with us.
In Jesus’ name, Amen. 🙏🏻
Grace in the Crumbs 
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