After my son died, I, as most mothers would, I suppose, needed assurance that my son was ok. I have a great deal of spiritual belief, but I somehow needed more. One Sunday morning about 3 months after my son's death, I was driving up I-75 on my way to church. It was a beautiful sun shiny day, with not a cloud in the sky. For some reason, John was on my mind, and I couldn't stop worrying about him. In my mind, I said "God, please give me some reassurance that John is ok, if he is, just send me a rainbow today." As I said, the sun was shining, no forecast of rain, so I knew if there was a rainbow, it would surely be sent from God. I traveled on to my destination and later came home for the day, and still no rain, no rainbow. 

That evening, just before dusk, I was traveling up I-75 to go to evening services at church again, and feeling a little let down, I said, "God, you aren't going to give me a rainbow are you?" Just as I said this, a big tractor trailer truck passed me and on the side of the truck was painted the biggest rainbow I had ever seen. And in big letters was "RAINBOW TRUCKING COMPANY". It was not the type of rainbow I expected, but it was the rainbow I had asked for. I have never forgotten the experience, I think of it almost daily, and it has been several years now. I have never seen one of these trucks since. 

I have never questioned God again, and I believe my son is in a good and happy place. Though I miss him very much, I have the assurance that he is ok.