The day the sky exploded.

She awoke to the gentle pinging of water on window and the flashbulb intensity of lightning capturing an image of the sky. Unable to fall back asleep, the quietness of the morning lured her into a state of consciousness. As the day's hiking activities were cancelled, her curiosity compelled her to explore the chaos developing outside. Armed with a Nikon D90, she chased the clouds away, fighting to save the sun. In the end,

were the trophies of her success

And yet, despite the victorious triumph over ruined hikes and a sad sky, the subtle mixture of despair and hope was the only thing that mattered. While fighting the chaos, yearning to earn her name on a trophy, the God of the Universe painted a reminder of her mortality in the western sky.

This is the sign of the covenant I am making between me and you and every living creature with you, a covenant for all generations to come: I have set my rainbow in the clouds, and it will be the sign of the covenant between me and the earth. 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. Never again will the waters become a flood to destroy all life. Whenever the rainbow appears in the clouds, I will see it and remember the everlasting covenant between God and all living creatures of every kind on the earth."

So God said to Noah, "This is the sign of the covenant I have established between me and all life on the earth." [Genesis 9:12-17]

This, my friends, is a story of hope; a story of renewed life.
Simply put, it's a story of the day the sky exploded.